I Want To Have Closed-Door Cultivation

Everyone's breathing became rushed.

Everyone was panting, and their faces were gradually becoming flushed! Scorching fury burst from their eyes as they clenched their fists tightly.

They were all proud and arrogant, so how could they be reconciled to be belittled by someone like that?

Chu Yang stared at them coldly and said, "You guys can't accept that? Will your unwillingness do anything for you?"

He paused for a moment, and his expression became increasingly grim and harsh, as if his face masked with a thick layer of frost.

Nobody uttered a word for a long time, and only the sounds of thick and heavy panting remained.

"I have tailor-made a goal for every single one of you!" Chu Yang said plainly, "If you want to reach this goal, then you have to put in a hundred times more effort than before!"

"I will say it out one at a time, and it's your problem whether you can do it or you can't!"

Everyone felt their spirits lifted.