"Alright, let's call it a day for today's practice. Everyone, take a rest."
It wasn't clear how much time had passed, but when the children were all drenched in sweat, the Saint Master of the Wu Family, Wu Yunzhe, spoke up.
He waved his sleeves, and it seemed like the void trembled, causing the children in the square to lie on the ground, gasping for breath as if a great burden had been lifted.
It turned out that during their training, Wu Yunzhe had been enveloping the square with an invisible pressure.
This created a sense of oppression during training, which naturally brought more benefits to their practice.
"Hey! Ha!"
Everyone was lying on the ground, visibly exhausted, yet surprisingly, there was a child still persisting. Despite being drenched in sweat with beads of perspiration on his face, he had no intention of stopping.
