Chapter 9
Time flies, and once again, it’s winter.
The sky is filled with large, fluttering snowflakes, blanketing the entire courtyard in white. The entire scene looks like a pure, snow-covered wonderland.
Two years and ten months old, Xu Ming, wrapped in a tiger-head cotton jacket and matching tiger-head boots, stood at the doorway with his hands on his hips. His face was rosy and glowing with health.
Now, Xu Ming’s strength had grown to the point where he could lift objects weighing 200 pounds. As for speed, he had roughly tested himself. In the Xu Manor, he picked a corridor as straight as possible, about 100 meters long. With his short legs, he managed to run it in just under 15 seconds.
In terms of endurance, Xu Ming once ran about 5,000 meters until he was finally out of breath—all while his mother wasn’t paying attention.
Overall, at two years and nine months old, Xu Ming felt that his physical abilities had far surpassed those of an average adult male.
However, in this world of high martial arts cultivation, Xu Ming felt that his current strength was hardly impressive.
For one, he still couldn’t even beat that Tianxuan Goose in the courtyard!
Amidst the snow, the Tianxuan Goose was strutting around the courtyard, its long neck held high and its wings spread wide, as if patrolling its domain.