"Yes!" The eleven-year-old boy was brimming with enthusiasm.
"Come, I'll show you how to traverse the Plum Blossom Stakes!" Fang Yun led Zhang Jing'an toward the stakes.
As they walked, Fang Yun said, "The military's Plum Blossom Stakes stand three feet three inches above the ground and measure five inches across. They're mainly used to practice footwork. Demon Barbarians are powerful, so whenever there's room to maneuver, the Human Race must fight with agility. Veterans can already practice with weapons on the stakes. As for a recruit like you, see the arrows beneath them? Just move quickly across the stakes in the direction they point. Let me see..."
Fang Yun studied the Plum Blossom Stakes ahead. There were two training grounds, and a single sweep of his gaze told him that each held a hundred and eight stakes, spaced apart in an orderly arrangement.
Fang Yun approached one of the training grounds and leaped lightly onto its first stake like an eagle or a crane. Beside him, Fang Yuan's eyes lit up. Only veterans with more than ten years of experience could move with such composure and steadiness.
Some soldiers were practicing with weapons on the stakes, and others were even sparring. At Fang Yuan's signal, they immediately left and stood around the perimeter.
"There are a hundred and eight Plum Blossom Stakes here. Ordinary soldiers take one step per stake and must finish within fifty-four breaths to pass. Elite soldiers need to finish within twenty breaths. Jing An, although you're young, since you've set your sights on becoming a general, you must meet the twenty-breath standard. Your father will demonstrate for you."
As Fang Yun spoke, he strode forward.
Thud, thud, thud...
Fang Yuan gaped. The nearby soldiers turned to look, their eyes instinctively widening as they stared at