"So you joined the Sports Club to learn the Eight Gates?"
Luo Yu asked curiously.
The burly senior declared righteously, "That's just a bonus. Mostly, we love exercise."
The key was that intense exercise not only improved their strength considerably, but also made their physiques more attractive.
It gave them more confidence when chatting up the girls, too.
Luo Yu smiled. It seemed they were all exercise enthusiasts.
"I actually practice the Eight Gates too. I've just been busy lately and haven't kept up with my training."
"After all this time, I still haven't reached the Gate of View."
"The Gate of View?" The seniors froze.
Wasn't that the sixth gate?
What kind of joke was this?
Even President Bai, a Taijutsu genius, had been stuck at the threshold of the Gate of View for more than a semester.
And this newcomer was trying to reach it too?
More likely, he was still trying to open the First Gate, the Gate of Opening.
The female senior in a skimpy workout outfit, with defined V-lines at her waist, smiled with pursed lips. "You really know how to joke, junior."
"So how many gates can you open now?"
The burly senior beside her spoke up. "Allow me to introduce her. She's our president's classmate, the Sports Club's vice president, and a third-year student, Senior Ren Jie."
"She's another outstanding Taijutsu student. She's already mastered three of the Eight Gates and has held the top spot on our club's rankings for years."
"She's won most of the credits our club offers."
Then he patted his chest. "As for me, I'm just an unremarkable second-year Taijutsu student."
"He Zhu, the future successor to the club presidency."
"Right now, I can only open the second gate, the Gate of Healing."
"But next semester, I should