Ji stood there stunned, staring at the huge pit in front of him, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Suddenly, he felt someone pat him on the shoulder from behind.
“Saitama.” Ji Fa turned around and said in surprise.
The person who appeared behind him was Saitama, who had just disappeared.
Ji Fa couldn't help but look ahead at the straight official road.
"What are you daydreaming about? I've been waiting for you for ages," Saitama said, scratching his bald head.
Ji Fa couldn't help but roll his eyes; he had only been spacing out for a little while, okay?
Ji Fa then said excitedly.
"Brother Saitama, you're amazing." Ji Fa even changed his form of address at this moment.
"Really? I feel so weak right now," Saitama said, clenching his fists.
He now understands that this world is different from the one he originally knew. Everything around him is much stronger, even Ji Fa in front of him, whose physical abilities are far superior to those of ordinary people in his original world.
"Hmm... I need to really get serious, otherwise that person will look down on me. What a hassle," Saitama muttered to himself.
"What did you say?" Ji Fa asked.
"Oh, it's nothing. Do you want to become stronger?" Saitama suddenly asked.
Ji Fa shuddered, his eyes revealing longing. Over the years, he had tried to cultivate the Tao, but without exception, he could not cultivate.
"Can...can I really do it?" Ji Fa asked excitedly, just like Yin Shou back then.
"Snap..." Saitama snapped his fingers.
"Do you want to become a hero, young man?" Saitama asked again.
"Uh... hero? What's that?" This was the second time Ji Fa had heard this word.
"Hmm... As for heroes, we'll talk about that later. Since you want to become stronger, then start training now."
After Saitama finished speaking, he pointed to the official road.
"Run, young man!"
Hearing Saitama's emotionless words, Ji Fa was as if he had been injected with chicken blood. He leaped over the deep pit in front of him and ran along the official road at a considerable speed.
"Ten kilometers..." Saitama shouted.
By this time, Ji Fa had already run quite far, showing how eager he was to become stronger.
Saitama watched the departing figure and couldn't help but nod.
"Hmm, not bad speed. Looks like he's been trained before. He's barely at the speed of an E-rank hero," Saitama thought to himself.
"Ten kilometers, ten kilometers, how far is ten kilometers? Oh well, never mind, I'll just run." Ji Fa thought to himself as he ran.
He ran faster and faster, his whole body becoming lighter, and a joyful smile appeared on his face. It had been five years since he returned to Xiqi from Chaoge, and he had never been so happy.
"ah..."
Ji Fa shouted loudly, as if to vent the grievances that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time. He still remembered that morning when he asked his father a question. From then on, the tall and glorious image of his father in his eyes collapsed instantly.
"Father, let's go back and liberate all the slaves just like the King did," Ji Fa asked passionately.
However, instead of being recognized, he was met with a scolding from his father.
"Stop talking nonsense. These are the rules set by our ancestors. How can they be changed? Besides, slaves are the foundation of Xiqi. If we release them, who will fight? Who will do the work? Slaves are inherently lowly people. Their deaths are not worth regretting. Don't mention these treasonous words again." Ji Chang replied angrily.
Ji Fa was completely stunned. On the way back to Xiqi, he didn't say a word. He kept thinking about what his father had said and what he had seen and heard in Chaoge. He was confused, and this confusion lasted for five whole years.
"Whoosh..."
After an unknown amount of time and distance, Ji Fa began to pant heavily, and aches and pains arose between his legs.
"No, Ji Fa, how can you fall so easily?" Ji Fa gritted his teeth and said, his strong will supporting him to continue running forward.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally collapsed in front of a small river, driven by unbearable hunger and thirst.
"Huff, huff..."
Lying on the ground, he gasped for breath, looking at the sun high in the sky, how dazzling it was. Gradually, the kind smile of his father, Ji Chang, reappeared in his mind, and then that smile turned into a look of disgust upon seeing the slaves.
"Father, Father...why?" Ji Fa murmured.
Exhausted, he fell asleep by the river, a tear stain on his eye.
Ji Fa didn't know how long he had slept, but he was eventually awakened by a smell of burning.
Ji Fa was immediately jolted awake and quickly got up.
"Oh, you're awake?"
"Saitama".
Just a few feet away from him, Saitama was sitting on the pebble riverbank, grilling fish in front of a campfire.
"Quick, come over as soon as you wake up, lend a hand, there are too many fish," Saitama urged.
"Ah, okay." Ji Fa snapped out of his daze and hurried over.
Around the campfire were fish strung on branches, each about the size of an adult's arm.
"Saitama, how far did I run? Was it that ten kilometers or something?" Ji Fa couldn't help but ask.
“Hmm, you ran sixty miles,” Saitama said.
Ji Fa's eyes lit up immediately, and he looked at Saitama like a child waiting for praise.
As it turned out, Saitama was only focused on the fish in front of him and didn't seem to notice his expression, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
"It's cooked, it's cooked, you can eat it now," Saitama said quickly.
He then started eating it without any regard for the temperature.
"Hmm, it's really delicious even without any seasoning. Come on, you eat some too, then we can continue training," Saitama said, taking a bite of the fish.
A quarter of an hour later, Ji Fa stared in disbelief at Saitama. Of the dozen or so fish, apart from the one he was holding that he had only eaten half of, Saitama had eaten the rest all by himself.
"Phew... I'm about half full," Saitama said, patting his belly.
“You ran for a full hour just now. That speed might be good for an ordinary person, but to become a hero, young man, you are still far from it,” Saitama said, turning his head.
Ji Fa nodded solemnly. He had witnessed Saitama's terrifying speed firsthand, and compared to him, he was just a toddler learning to walk.
Ji Fa put down the grilled fish in his hand and knelt down on the ground.
"Disciple greets Master." After saying this, Ji Fa slammed his head heavily onto the ground.
"Master?"
“I don’t like that title. Just call me teacher, and you’ll follow me in your training from now on,” Saitama said.
“Yes, Saitama-sensei,” Ji Fa said excitedly.
Upon hearing Ji Fa's address to him, Saitama's previously expressionless face underwent a slight change, and a barely perceptible smile appeared.
"So, are you ready to begin, young man?" Saitama stood up.
"Mm," Ji Fa replied.
"100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a 10-kilometer or 50-kilometer run every day. And to build willpower, you can't turn on the air conditioning in the summer or the heating in the winter. As long as you stick to it, you'll become stronger," Saitama said to Himeha in a serious tone.
"..." Ji Fa was stunned upon hearing this.
"Teacher, what is an air conditioner? What is a heater?" Ji Fa asked, puzzled.
"Don't worry about the details, young man. Just tell me if you can do it or not." Saitama waved his hand.
"able."
“Okay, let’s begin. Follow my movements and make sure you do them correctly. First, do one hundred push-ups,” Saitama said.
"Okay, Saitama-sensei." Ji Fa looked at Saitama excitedly, waiting for him to teach him the amazing push-up technique.
After an incense stick has burned.
"Did you see that clearly? Those three exercises were push-ups, sit-ups, and squats. Once you're familiar with them, I'll consider giving you some weights," Saitama said.
Ji Fa was completely dumbfounded. That's it?
"Teacher, do those moves really make people stronger?" Ji Fa asked hesitantly.
"Well, young man, don't you trust your teacher?" Saitama shook his head helplessly.
"No, no, it's just..." Ji Fa hurriedly shook his head, but he didn't know how to express it. Although those actions seemed a bit strange to him, they were not some kind of divine skill or secret technique.
"I understand." Himekasa Saitama nodded and said, looking at the hesitant figure.
He looked around and then his gaze fell on a huge rock, more than ten feet high and weighing several thousand kilograms, not far from the two of them.
Saitama crossed his arms, slightly twisted his wrists, then turned his arms and moved his neck before walking towards the boulder.
"Saitama-sensei." Ji Fa was stunned and didn't understand what he was going to do.
Saitama walked up to the boulder, squatted down, put one arm into the crevice under the boulder, and placed his other hand on top of the boulder.
As he exerted force with his arms, his legs suddenly sank.
"Boom..."
The massive boulder, weighing thousands of kilograms, was lifted off the ground, leaving Ji Fa speechless with astonishment.
"Watch closely." Saitama held up the boulder like a war god. His face showed no sign of anything amiss, as if he were simply lifting a wooden stick with ease.
Saitama loosened his grip on the boulder, bent his other arm, and the boulder sank. Then Saitama exerted a sudden force.
"boom..."
"Whoosh..."
The boulder shot into the sky like a cannonball, and a huge whooshing sound rang out. Ji Fa couldn't help but cover his ears.
Then he stared in disbelief at the sky, watching the boulder disappear into the horizon.
“Such power, such power,” Ji Fa murmured.
"See? As long as you train using my methods, you'll definitely become stronger," Saitama said, giving a thumbs up.
In the distant sky, a figure flew about somewhat disheveled, occasionally turning back to check on the surroundings.
"You bastard Jianglong, you just wait, I'll kill you one day."
This man was none other than Huanglong Zhenren. His face was bruised, as if he had just been through a great battle. From his words, it was clear that he had been beaten by Jianglong.
Just as he kept turning back to check if Jianglong had caught up, Huanglong suddenly heard a whooshing sound coming from the air. He quickly turned around and looked ahead, only to see a huge shadow appear in front of him.
"Damn it..." Huanglong Zhenren only managed to shout this before he was struck by the enormous shadow.
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