"Young Master, you've broken all these martial arts training equipment. How about I order a new set for you?"
Bai Xiong looked at all the equipment in the hall, not a single one was intact.
Besides astonishment, all he felt was respect for Ye Qiu's strict demands on himself.
He had witnessed with his own eyes how Ye Qiu had sprinted on the treadmill for five hours straight, causing the machine to overheat and smoke, yet aside from a few sweat beads on his forehead, Ye Qiu was not red-faced or out of breath, considering that Ye Qiu had run all this way using only his physical strength!
Even for him, Bai Xiong, achieving such a feat would not be easy.
A thought flashed in his mind and Bai Xiong was about to get in touch when Ye Qiu stopped him, "No need, in these days, I've already pushed my body to its current limits. Continuing the training would hold little hope for further improvement."