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Three Years Later...
On a mountain just behind the Ximen Clan.
The heavy breaths of teenagers could be heard from a kilometer 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!"
They resolve themselves, grit their teeth and 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 whose helm were tattered.
A trouser under but no top.
As he stands with his arms wide open as if welcoming the children, his well built chest is revealed.
