"That's all for today. Go back and bathe and get ready, then follow me to the city gate."
Ling Hua looked up at the sky and found that it was almost noon. He thought it was about time, so he stopped practicing.
"Huh? So early?" Mia was surprised. He had been receiving guidance for many days and had become accustomed to the intense training from early morning to evening. This was the first time that it ended so quickly.
Compared with her reluctance, Isabelle was much happier. He threw away the magic sword in his hand, sat at the tea table and drank tea in big gulps: "I'm going to die. If I continue practicing, my bones will fall apart." It was exactly as Ling Hua said a few days ago. This was not training at all, it was more like getting beaten.
Make progress by being beaten, simple and crude.
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