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The wooden stake trembled for a moment, then regained its calmness. However, there was a shallow fist mark on it.

Ling Yun slowly retracted his fist. He could see that his hand was trembling and his fist was red.

Ignoring the gazes of the young boys and girls, Lingyun's legs slightly bent, his toes grabbing the ground, and his body firmly planted on the ground. His hands stretched out horizontally, and his palms became fists.

"Hah!"

Lingyun shouted lightly, and his fists rained down on the wooden stake. Sounds of explosions could be heard, and sparks flew everywhere.

Ling Yun's face did not have the slightest expression. From the beginning to the end, he did not even frown, nor did his body move.

Only his fists continued to strike against the wooden stake, each of his punches using his full strength.

To be strong, one had to have strong willpower and be ruthless to oneself. This was what Ling Yun had told his disciple in his previous life.

Otherwise, even if there was a massive lucky chance in front of you, you still wouldn't have the ability to obtain it.

This was because luck was often accompanied by a crisis.

Without strong perseverance and ruthlessness, a person could live like a prince. If he didn't work hard, even if he had great opportunities, he would never be able to become a powerful expert.

"Crack crack crack."

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out, and when Lingyun's fist landed on the wooden stake again, the wooden stake turned into fragments that flew into the sky, and within the fragments, one could faintly see bright red spots of blood.

"Hiss!"

The youngsters and young girls looked at the wooden pile that had been shattered into pieces. All of them were stupefied, and immediately afterwards, the sound of someone sucking in a breath of cold air could be heard.

They were very clear on the toughness of this black iron wood. At most, they could only leave fist imprints on it, but Lingyun forcefully shattered it into pieces.

All of them looked at Ling Yun as if he was a monster, their eyes revealed admiration.

They could clearly see that Ling Yun's fist was covered in blood, and was trembling slightly. However, his face did not reveal any expression of pain, as if he was already used to it.

Letting out a light breath, he adjusted his breathing, and casually wiped the sweat off his face. Lingyun maintained his horse stance, and took a step forward. He appeared in front of another wooden stake, and without any hesitation, he threw a punch over.

Lin Xie and the other team leaders stood together, looked at each other, and did not urge the young boys and girls to continue training.

Perhaps, after seeing Ling Yun's training, these youths and young girls would consciously work hard to cultivate even without them urging them.

At the same time, they were also curious how long Lingyun could last, and how many ironwood pillars he could destroy.

Lingyun ignored everything around him, only the wooden stake in front of his eyes. He did not feel any pain, and every time his fist landed, blood and flesh would splash out, and sweat would flow.

Time slowly passed. One wooden stake after another fell to the ground, turning into dust.

Lin Xie and the rest were all numb as they opened their mouths wide.

Even the strongest Luo Feng and him here, being able to destroy a wooden pile was already their limit.

Finally, after the eighth black ironwood stake had been shattered into pieces.

Ling Yun did not continue, and felt pain coming from his hands. He could not help but take in a breath of cold air.

At the same time, he felt helpless. This body was still too weak.

If it was him in his previous life, let alone a mere Black Iron Wood. Even if it was a huge mountain, one of his punches could shatter it, and one kick could shatter space.

With just the strength of his physical body, he didn't use any spiritual energy. Otherwise, he would be even more terrifying.

Looking at the surrounding youths and girls, Ling Yun did not say anything.

He said that other than those six hours when he was in charge of the training, the rest of the time would be given to the captain.

He wouldn't interfere since he had already said so.

However, if they didn't meet his requirements by then, it would be a different story.

With no other choice, Ling Yun straightened his body, and ran around the lawn. With such crazy training, Lin Xie and the rest could not help but feel the corners of their eyes twitching.

At the same time, he knew why Lingyun could not cultivate his spiritual energy and chose the hardest path of body cultivation. At the age of 15, he cultivated his body to the late stage of the first transition.

With just the strength of his physical body, he was able to contend against some of the geniuses on the Heaven's Pride Board.

In his heart, he truly admired Ling Yun, and did not have the slightest bit of resentment anymore.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Lin Xie and the rest looked at each other, then led their team members to the side to undergo hellish training.

Those young boys and girls were inspired by the competitive spirit. One by one, they held their breath and clenched their teeth to persevere in training.

Only after running a full ten laps around the grass did Lingyun stop. His skinny body was swaying, his handsome face was as white as paper, without any color. He looked as if he could fall down at any time.

Even Lingyun could not bear such a high intensity training. The amount of training already exceeded his current endurance.

His consciousness had already become somewhat blurry, but when he thought of that dream from that night, in order to not let that dream become a reality, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

Resisting the urge to go to sleep, Lingyun sat cross-legged on the grass with one hand on the ground. His eyes indifferently looked at the bloody wounds on his already scabbed fist, and slowly closed his eyes, activating the Grandmist Sovereign Technique.

The surrounding Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth surged. The strands of Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth seemed to flow back into the sea, howling as they crazily entered Ling Yun's body. They would feel a piercing pain when they touched his wound.