"Kid, I think you're mocking me."
"I'm not. It's just the rules."
"I'll keep the same pace the whole time. Your job is to surpass the version of me you're facing now."
"Your stamina's decent, and your speed is good. Your strength isn't bad either."
"But you're still lacking in some areas. Get used to it over a few more rounds."
Damn, was I really getting lectured by a kid?
Chen Changan knew the kid only looked young. Who knew how many years he'd been alive?
Still, he had a kid's face.
"Come on, let's keep going."
"Switch to Yunmeng Iron."
At Chen Changan's words, the kid didn't object. He waved a hand, and a fresh block of Yunmeng Iron appeared in front of them.
Though not much time had passed, Chen Changan had noticed that the unknown force in this space was remarkably effective at restoring the body.
He'd clearly been completely exhausted, yet after just a few minutes of talking, he'd fully recovered.
"Begin!"
Before the words had even left his mouth, Chen Changan raised the hammer in his hand and unleashed a rapid, torrential barrage against the Yunmeng Iron before him.
Seeing how hard Chen Changan was pushing himself, the kid was taken aback, but his hands never paused.
As time went on, however, the kid was astonished to discover that Chen Changan was lasting so much longer this time. Both his speed and force had improved considerably, and most importantly, he still hadn't shown any sign of exhaustion.
This was only his second try, yet he'd already made such shocking progress?
In the end, Chen Changan still failed, but he'd improved tremendously over his first attempt.
"You're improving fast. I estimate—"
"Could you give me another hammer?"
"Hm? What do you mean?"
"One hammer is too