"I..." Yang Zui started to say, then his hands went limp and thud...
Yang Zui fell down, his whole body sprawled out on the ground. It wasn't until he lay on the grass that he realized even the grass felt amazing. How come he hadn't noticed before?
"Huff, huff!"
Yang Zui panted heavily.
Ye Hao, however, continued doing push-ups. By now, he had used up nearly half of his Inner Breath, but fortunately, his Inner Breath was very pure, which allowed him to endure for a long time.
After doing 58 more, Ye Hao asked, "How many did he do?"
"He did 588," Su Qing quickly replied, secretly keeping count of how many Ye Hao had done so far.
"580, 581..." Su Qing watched as Ye Hao was about to catch up with Yang Zui's count. She finally relaxed a bit, though not entirely, as Ye Hao hadn't completely won yet.
"586, 587, 588, 589, Ye, you've surpassed him," Su Qing said happily when she counted Ye Hao reaching 589.
