Jade Capital. Yujing University.
The Martial Body Meet champion returned in triumph, yet not a soul came to greet him.
Chen Shu shook his head and sighed as he headed toward the dormitory. In the grounds, he ran into Brother Jiang, who was doing physical training.
"Brother Jiang."
Chen Shu called out, "Working out?"
"Mm..."
Brother Jiang wore a gravity belt. He kept jumping, panting hard between leaps.
For a Fifth-Stage Martial Artist practicing explosive jumps, the target height was around two and a half meters. Training was most effective at that height. Once a full-effort jump could exceed it, the workout was no longer demanding enough. If he could no longer jump that high, he should reduce the load until he could not reach it even without any weight. Then he could stop.
Chen Shu stood in front of Brother Jiang, nodding along as he watched him bounce up and down. Without the slightest concern that Brother Jiang was training, he asked:
"Is Brother Meng in the dorm?"
"No..."
"Where did he go?"
"Out..."
"But it's the weekend, isn't it?"
"He's... busy..."
"Hehehe, talking to you like this is so much fun."
"Huff..."
Brother Jiang stopped and turned down his gravity belt. Still panting, he told Chen Shu, "Brother Meng watched your match yesterday and took it hard. He invited a spells teacher all the way from the Spirit Sect to tutor him. He said he wouldn't be back until tonight."
"Oh..."
"I need to keep going."
"Sure. Carry on."
Chen Shu glanced at the gravity belt around his waist. It was brand-new.
Brother Jiang had bought it a few days ago.
The belt had adjustable settings that provided different loads to its wearer. You only had to strap it on. It was a common training aid for Martial