Meditate

Wind blew slowly from the top of the eastern mountain.

Xu Yi was shirtless as he squatted in a horse stance. He spread his arms out, his hands open flat as he held a stone dumbbell weighing more than 50 pounds in each hand.

After sending Jiang Shaochuan's audience away, he ate his lunch, took a nap, took a cold shower, and calmly thought about himself. He then channelled his attention too the two stone dumbbells in the courtyard.

His cultivation had already reached the peak of the Body Forging stage, and he was going all out. A strike from him had the force of a bull. Two 50 pound stone dumbbells were originally difficult to train with, but Xu Yi had his own ideas and managed to come up with such a position.

Everyone knew that any ordinary person could carry a hundred-pound sack, but it was difficult to hold ten pounds in one hand and balance it horizontally.