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Three Years Later...
On a mountain just behind the Ximen Clan.
The heavy breaths of teenagers could be heard from 500 meters away.
"Haah!.. Haah..!"
"Faster!" A different voice charges them.
"Haah!!! Haah!!!"
Seven teenagers...
Well thats what they should be...
These seven climb up this mountain sweating and panting heavily, carrying large boulders on their backs.
"You remember the last person to reach the cave has to perform a hundred more press ups right?" The gingering voice says again.
"Hai!"
Gritting their teeth they pushed harder.
Each carrying a boulder twelve times their weight on their backs, they climbed and climbed until they reach the entrance of a cave.
At the entrance of the cave stood a male figure wearing a robe with a tattered helm.
A trouser but no top underneath the robe.
He stands with his arms wide open welcoming the children.
His fine chest is revealed.
