High Martial Arts: Changing the World Starting with Enhanced Hearing
Chapter 152

Joining in

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Shen Heng opened his eyes slightly, his gaze fixed intently on the instructor.

He didn't see anything just now, he could only sense that the other party had mobilized a large amount of Origin Power.

That Origin Power was many times greater than the total Origin Power he currently possessed.

Although they knew from the start that the person assigned to teach them was no ordinary individual, this Origin Power...

Shen Heng glanced at the instructor beside him who seemed completely unconcerned.

It's impossible for Third Tier being to possess this Origin Power, meaning it must be Fourth Tier or Fifth Tier?

Hmm... Fifth Tier is probably unlikely, Fourth Tier?

Then, when using the ability, I didn't see any matter or phenomenon. Is the ability invisible?

There was too little information for Shen Heng to deduce the instructor's abilities, so he turned his head to look into the distance.

Almost directly opposite, the punished group appeared to be weighed down by something, their upper bodies leaning forward, their legs suddenly sinking, and their knees bending almost at right angles.

Their previously fluid running posture suddenly distorted, as if an invisible giant hand was pressing down hard on their shoulders, crushing their speed.

The sudden turn of events caused Liu Jingchuan to instinctively stop in his tracks.

He abruptly turned his head to check his surroundings, and only after confirming that there was nothing unusual did he look around at himself.

Behind him, one figure after another leaned forward, just like him, with blank expressions on their faces.

Liu Jingchuan seemed to realize something and turned to look at the other side.

A moment later, he turned back, straightened up, and lifted his leg with a little difficulty.

Under his leadership, one figure after another started running again, but this time their speed was far less than before.

Feeling the pressure pressing down on him, Lü Wenrui muttered something under his breath.

"I knew it wouldn't be that simple, but it's okay, I only have to run five laps!"

Having said that, he took his short strides and started running forward with the others.

Three minutes later, Liu Jingchuan reached the starting point. He didn't ask any questions, but silently continued running forward.

Behind him, one figure after another followed.

Shen Heng squinted, carefully observing the details of their movements while listening intently.

Their muscles were trembling slightly, their bones were making faint cracking sounds, and even their breathing had become heavier.

"This is a situation where something is pressing down on it, and then..."

"There is no wind pressure, no energy fluctuations, and no visible constraint..."

Shen Heng had an idea in his mind, but he didn't ask it immediately. Instead, he watched the figures running past one after another.

Only after the last person had run past did he turn to look at the instructor.

"Report!"

"Speak!" Chang Lei turned to look at Shen Heng.

"Are they being held down by gravity?" Shen Heng asked.

Upon hearing this, the others who were still standing nearby also turned their gazes toward Chang Lei.

Under everyone's gaze, Chang Lei nodded without changing his expression.

"Hmm, A-Class, Heavy Pressure!"

It is concise and to the point, without any unnecessary explanation.

So it really is about controlling gravity?... Shen Heng nodded thoughtfully.

But... Heavy Pressure?

Can it only increase gravity, or can it also decrease gravity?

Shen Heng glanced at the instructor, only to see that the instructor had already turned his head to look at the group of runners, showing no intention of offering any further explanation.

Seeing this, Shen Heng had no choice but to suppress his desire to ask questions.

However, with his gravity-based abilities, it's no wonder he was assigned to be an instructor; this ability is perfect for assisting in cultivation!... Shen Heng thought to himself.

When the topic of cultivation came up, Shen Heng glanced at the group of people running, then looked back at the instructor.

"Report!"

Chang Lei looked away from Shen Heng again.

"Speak!"

"Will they continue with their original training schedule?" Shen Heng asked.

"Of course, this is their punishment. They will still have to train!" Chang Lei replied.

After saying that, he looked at Shen Heng with a puzzled expression.

Why are you asking this?

"If it's possible, may I join this punishment?" Shen Heng asked.

Upon hearing this, Chang Lei was slightly taken aback.

The people around also instinctively turned their gazes over.

"Why? Give me a reason!" Chang Lei asked.

Shen Heng:

"Since they will still participate in the later training sessions, it means that you, the instructor, are careful not to overexert them and prevent them from becoming too tired to participate in the later training sessions."

"In this way, although making them run laps is still a punishment, it's actually a form of training!"

Chang Lei's lips curled into a wide smile as he carefully examined Shen Heng.

"Alright, go ahead!"

Shen Heng nodded and turned around to join the running group when he saw Cao Mingyu also raise his hand.

"Report! I'm joining too!"

"Okay, go ahead." Chang Lei nodded in approval.

Upon seeing the instructor agree, Cao Mingyu immediately broke into a smile.

Let's go!

Shen Heng looked at Cao Mingyu, who had turned to look at him.

"Mm." Cao Mingyu nodded vigorously.

The two ran quickly forward.

As they took a dozen or so steps, an invisible force suddenly pressed down.

In an instant, Shen Heng felt his body suddenly sink.

His spine was slightly bent, but he straightened it just before it was about to lean forward.

This force acts not only on the body, but also inside the body.

The bones made a faint 'crackling' sound under the immense Heavy Pressure.

Their lungs suddenly contracted, and each inhalation felt like fighting against an anvil pressing on their chests, but the problem was they were standing.

"This doesn't feel good!" Cao Mingyu took a deep breath.

"Yes!" Shen Heng nodded.

If it were just pressing on the body, that would be fine, but the key issue is the pressure on the internal organs.

The two didn't speak again, and silently ran forward quickly.

Ahead, the round-faced Lü Wenrui was running forward step by step; he was the last person running.

There's no way around it; although he's not exactly fat, he's still considerably heavier than other people.

The increased weight also made him feel significantly more stressed.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from behind.

Lü Wenrui turned his head to look, somewhat puzzled.

Behind him, two people were running quickly toward his location.

This is...

Lü Wenrui looked at the two people behind him with some confusion.

He shouldn't have known them, since everyone came from different places and probably didn't know anyone else besides himself.

Fortunately, the instructor had just introduced him to one of them.

That was the first person to arrive!

He arrived on time, so there's no need to elaborate on the other one.

"Grass!"

Lü Wenrui almost bit his tongue.

"Are these two crazy? What's so fun about a punishment?!"

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