Next to a five-meter-high rock, Firth hugged it tightly and lifted it up with all his might, but only allowed it to move a few centimeters slightly, and Severn demanded that he be able to lift it above his head.

Clearly, Firth's performance was still a long way from what Severn had hoped for.

Looking at the young warrior Fros, who was shouting loudly and trying his best to lift the rock up even a bit, Severn was also a little helpless.

After Firth was in a five-minute standoff holding on to the rock, but still couldn't lift the rock off the ground, Severn had to help.

"Forget it, let me help you!" Severn walked to the other end of the rock, stretched out his strong arms, hugged the rock, and moved it up with force, and the rock finally began to slowly leave the ground.

"This power is really amazing!" Feeling the sudden tremendous power from the opposite side, Firth exclaimed.

"Ahh

Even so, the weight of the rock was still a little heavy, and Firth's arms shook from time to time, and this was with Severn helping to hold it up.

"Okay, stay in this position and don't move, it's up to you next."

With Firth's arms already firmly lifted the rock, Severn slowly withdrew his hands that were holding the corner of the rock.

After Severn's hands were all off the rock, Firth's arms began to shake violently, and the rock on his head swayed, and he was in danger of falling at any moment.

"Steady! Don't shake! Looking at Firth, whose arms began to tremble, Severn instructed loudly.

"It's so heavy!" Holding dozens of tons of rocks, Firth gritted his teeth and persevered, trying to stabilize the rock on his head, and his arms gradually stopped shaking.

"You've got to stay like this until it gets dark, hold on, Firth!" Severn said solemnly.

"Before dark? How could it be possible to hold on to a rock hundreds of times heavier than oneself for more than eight hours now that it was at least eight hours away? Firth said with some trepidation in his heart.

Thinking about it, on the surface, Firth still insisted silently, after all, it was he who offered to ask Severn to teach him martial arts, and he couldn't show fear of difficulties no matter what.

After a while, Firth's arm began to feel a little sore, and he began to bend unconsciously.

"Damn! My arm is starting to go a little sore! Firth frowned, and his rock-holding arms began to tremble again.

"Straighten your arms!" Severn watched Firth's training from the sidelines, looked at Firth's bent arm that was crushed, and scolded sharply.

"Ahh

Even so, the soreness in his arm was gradually spreading and expanding, and all Firth could do was to resist it with all his might, grit his teeth and persist until it was dark.

The heaviness of the rock pressed every inch of Firth's skin, and the soreness in his arm gradually spread to his whole body, not only his arm, but also Firth's waist and legs.

The sky was still so bright, just like noon on Earth, the climate was very dry, the temperature was very hot, Firth felt hot all over, and his waist and legs had begun to tremble uncontrollably.

"Don't shake your legs! Straighten hard! Every time Severn scolded, Firth tried his best, and after countless times, Firth felt that the strength of his whole body had been overdrawn, Firth felt that he had lost consciousness, and the soreness was gone, only the heat of his body, and the sweat that was about to burst out of his body.

It was in the midst of such boring and harsh training that he recalled the first time he learned combat skills, when Smith trained him to do 10,000 push-ups, and now that he thinks about it, it is a piece of cake compared to the current training.

......

"Saiwen's training method is still as strict as ever!" On a hillside in the distance, observing Firth, who had lifted the stone for most of the day, Zofie said to the Ott brothers with emotion.

"Yes, it's just that it's a bitter thing for Firth, I don't know if he can persevere in the rigors of training." Jack was somewhat sympathetic to Firth's words.

"I think Severn should have gained insight into the weakness of Firth's boxing strength during the fight between Firth and Uindam, so he wanted to enhance Firth's arm strength by lifting weights, and only by laying a good physical foundation can he better master martial arts." Zofie analyzed.

"That's right, for Firth, it's both training and a test of his will, and we should believe in him!" The Tao of the First Generation's Consent.

"Come on, Firth! Be sure to hold on! Mebius looked into the distance, and secretly encouraged Furth in his heart.

......

As time passed, the bright sky began to turn orange-red, and night was creeping in.

Saiwen looked at the somewhat gloomy sky and felt that the time was almost up, so he reminded Firth: "That's the end of today's training!" ”

At this moment, Firth's whole body has lost consciousness, he can't even feel the weight on the top of his head, and when he heard Saiwen's words, he just responded with a "huh", and stood in place for a day, and he was a little confused.

"You can put the rock off your head." Seeing that Firth was still holding the heavy rock, Severn reminded again.

"Uh."

Firth glanced up at the rock above his head, and then realized that he was still lifting a heavy load, so he threw it forward, and the rock fell in front of him, shaking the ground.

"Uh-" As soon as he shook off the burden on his body, Firth's consciousness suddenly exploded again, Firth only felt numb in his hands and feet, and collapsed to the ground, and suddenly the soreness swept through his body, and he cried out in pain.

"Looks like you're at the limit of your stamina?" Looking at Firth who fell to the ground, Severn still said seriously.