Chapter 119: The Prize Pool is Gone
Chapter 119: The Prize Pool is Gone
It was early spring in February.
The lingering cold hadn’t faded yet, and pedestrians on the street still wore their heavy winter clothes. By the Lanjiang River, the ice had already melted, and the water flowed gently into the distance.
Two small folding stools were set by the riverbank. Jiang He was the only one sitting, holding a fishing rod in her hand, waiting patiently for a bite.
Not far away, Xu Qing stood, punching and kicking at the air while occasionally letting out loud shouts and stomping heavily on the ground.
Stomping, he believed, could strengthen his legs, and over time, increase their destructive power. The shouts trained his lung capacity and could even scare off an enemy.
“Internal training focuses on breathing; external training on muscles, bones, and skin,” he recited to himself.
“You’re scaring away my fish.”
Irritated by his proximity, Jiang He waved him off. “Move farther away.”