He Won't Actually Last Five Minutes, Will He!

"Hmm?"

"Five minutes?"

Lan Linglong looked at Kong Xin with a hint of surprise.

After all, five minutes was a duration that even the Military's Blood Refining Realm Martial Artists could achieve.

Did Kong Xin have such high expectations for Lu Sheng?

While Lu Sheng's talent was indeed good, this was his very first time trying Standing Meditation. Compared to those who had been practicing for a long time, Lu Sheng was like a complete beginner.

How long could a beginner in the Blood Qi Realm last?

Although Lan Linglong had her doubts, she didn't voice them. She knew very well how terrifying her First Senior Sister's insight was.

Whatever she said was rarely wrong.

"Five minutes..."

Lan Linglong's beautiful eyes focused on Lu Sheng.

"Perhaps... Junior Disciple Brother will really bring me a surprise!"

A flicker of anticipation appeared in Lan Linglong's eyes.

In the training hall, other disciples from the Heaven and Earth Dojo also turned their gazes towards Lu Sheng.

"Poor Third Senior Brother, he's never tried Standing Meditation before, and yet the First Senior Sister dragged him here for training today!"

Some looked at Lu Sheng with a trace of pity in their eyes, shaking their heads.

"I wonder how long Third Senior Brother can last during his first attempt. Wang Lin, how long did you last when you first tried Standing Meditation!"

Someone looked at Wang Lin, who was still persevering nearby.

Wang Lin was already drenched in sweat, his face flushed red. It was clear he was still holding on.

But upon hearing the crowd's words, he managed to speak with difficulty, "When I first tried Standing Meditation, I was already at the Blood Qi Seventh Layer. I barely managed to last for one minute!"

"One minute? That's a pretty good result for someone trying Standing Meditation for the first time. At least it's on par with others at the same cultivation level. Wang Lin's talent is quite good!"

The crowd looked at Wang Lin with some surprise, then their gazes returned to Lu Sheng.

"Third Senior Brother is trying Standing Meditation for the first time, and he's at the Peak Blood Qi Realm. He should be able to last at least one minute, maybe even longer!"

"Yeah, he should be able to last a minute. Maybe Third Senior Brother can even last two minutes. After all, two minutes is about the best even for those Military Martial Artists at the Peak Blood Qi Realm!"

The disciples discussed amongst themselves, their eyes fixed on Lu Sheng.

Some even secretly glanced at the clock on the wall of the training hall, silently starting to time him.

Ten seconds!

Twenty seconds!

Thirty seconds!

One minute!

Soon, time flowed by, and one minute passed.

When the crowd looked at Lu Sheng again, they saw that although his forehead was covered in sweat, his body was remarkably stable, showing no signs of wavering.

Some eyes showed a hint of envy.

"As expected of Third Senior Brother. To be taken in as a personal disciple by the Dojo Master, he truly isn't an ordinary person. Even on his first try with Standing Meditation, he wasn't fazed after a full minute!"

"Indeed, it seems our Third Senior Brother has a rather strong physique!"

The disciples murmured softly.

Meanwhile, Lu Sheng was starting to feel lactic acid building up in his muscles. The intense soreness was stimulating his nerves.

"This posture seems simple, but it's not easy to maintain it consistently!"

Lu Sheng mused inwardly.

If it weren't for his recent improvements to his physique thanks to the [Slaughter] talent, trying Standing Meditation for just one minute would have made him quite uncomfortable today.

Instead of feeling significantly uncomfortable after a minute, he only felt a slight soreness.

"However... even though it's painful, if I can persevere, it's a good tempering for the entire body!"

A sharp glint flashed in Lu Sheng's eyes.

Lu Sheng could clearly feel that while Standing Meditation was painful and engaged all his muscles, this pain was a result of his muscles being exercised.

If he persisted for a long time, his physique would improve gradually.

"As expected of First Senior Sister, to know such a cultivation method!"

Lu Sheng murmured to himself, then calmed his mind and continued to maintain the Standing Meditation posture with utmost seriousness.

And as Lu Sheng persisted, time slowly ticked by.

Soon, two minutes had passed since Lu Sheng began his Standing Meditation.

In those two minutes, apart from sweating more than before and his face turning slightly red, Lu Sheng showed no other changes.

His body remained incredibly stable!

"This..."

The disciples of the Heaven and Earth Dojo around him looked at Lu Sheng, who was still as steady as a mountain, with expressions of astonishment.

Wang Lin, who had been struggling earlier, was now lying dejectedly on the ground. Looking at Lu Sheng, who had persevered for two minutes, a bitter expression appeared on his face.

"No wonder the Dojo Master took him as a personal disciple. Third Senior Brother's physique... it's almost comparable to mine!"

Wang Lin shook his head.

Wang Lin had already been a Martial Artist at the Peak Blood Qi Realm a month ago, and now, he had long since broken through the Blood Qi Realm and reached the Blood Refining Realm.

Even though he had become a Blood Refining Realm Martial Artist, he could only maintain his Standing Meditation for a little over three minutes. However, looking at Lu Sheng, who had persevered for two minutes...

It seemed like he could easily last for another minute!

In the rest area.

Seeing Lu Sheng maintain his stability after two minutes, Lan Linglong's face clearly showed surprise.

However, this surprise was quickly replaced by a gentle smile.

"As expected of Junior Disciple Brother!"

Her smile was like a spring breeze, gently flowing.

Time continued to tick by.

Two minutes!

Two and a half minutes!

Three minutes!

Soon, time reached four and a half minutes, and Lu Sheng seemed to have reached his limit, his body beginning to tremble uncontrollably.

This trembling was no longer something Lu Sheng could control; it was the involuntary trembling of his muscles pushed to their absolute limit.

Even his posture for Standing Meditation began to deform amidst the constant shaking.

Lu Sheng's face contorted from the immense pain of Standing Meditation.

Yet, in the training hall, all the disciples of the Heaven and Earth Dojo looked at Lu Sheng with nothing but admiration.

"Four and a half minutes. Will Third Senior Brother's first Standing Meditation... actually exceed five minutes!"