Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
"Uuuaaaaghh! I can't take it anymore!"
Letting out a desperate cry, Han Xuhan sprawled on his back on the grass, staring at the evening sky with vacant eyes, chest heaving up and down.
A layer of sweat covered every exposed inch of his skin. And the ground beneath his body was so soaked with it that it looked like someone had upended a bucket full of water there.
A large shadow fell over Han Xuhan, and Han Xuhan's blurry vision fell on the honest-looking face scrutinizing him from above.
"What? It's too difficult, okay?"
"You performed that move only three times, Brother Xuhan."
"So what? It took me five minutes to get the movement and positioning right each time. Don't you know how painful it is to hold a stable stance for five minutes? You used to be a beginner like me in the past. Have mercy on me, brother Wu!"
Xiao Wu shook his head stubbornly.
