Physical mage, challenge me to a solo duel!

Wang Yi had no choice. He had just absorbed the ordinary-grade passive magic agility that morning, and he himself could not fully control his speed, let alone hide it from a fighting expert like Wang Jiang.

"It seems I need to get serious." Wang Jiang didn't press further, assuming it was Wang Yi's talent.

However, although Wang Yi's attack speed has increased significantly for some reason, it is still far from being able to overwhelm the battle simply by speed.

Wang Jiang lost the initiative due to momentary carelessness, but unfortunately Wang Yi is not yet able to seize this weakness and turn the advantage into a victory. So, after a few moves, he was killed by Wang Jiang.

"It's better to be more serious." Wang Yi raised his fist again and said with extra seriousness.

"Won't you treat him for a while?" Wang Jiang pointed to his nose, indicating that Wang Yi's nose was bleeding again.

Because he was suddenly stunned by Wang Yi's speed, he didn't have time to hold back with his punch, which was indeed quite heavy. Even after Wang Yi used several healing spells, he was not completely healed.

Wang Yi then wiped away the blood from his nose: "There will be plenty of opportunities for treatment. I need to conserve my magic."

"Okay, let's do it again."

boom!

"Don't be too rigid with the moves. The punches are just to show you how to combine them, but no one will actually fight you according to the standard routine."

boom!

"That punch was too powerful, and your movements were severely distorted, which created an opening in the follow-up punch. Go all out, don't hold back at all."

boom!

"Center line, pay attention to the center line. When attacking, you can't expose your vital points."

Wang Yi was repeatedly knocked down, but he kept getting back up. When he felt that his injuries were getting serious, he would cast a healing spell on himself to prolong his life.

Time flew by, and soon it was dinnertime.

Wang made a phone call and asked the staff at the Shangwu Training Center to deliver the food.

As a renowned top training facility in Lanling City, Shangwu Training Hall not only boasts a large area and complete facilities, but also features advanced training rooms capable of withstanding legendary-grade magic.

Furthermore, it is fully equipped with a variety of auxiliary leisure facilities, including rest areas, shower areas, and accommodation areas.

There are even cinemas, tea bars, restaurants, coffee shops, internet cafes, and spas on the upper floors.

Wang ordered a four-person nutritious meal, prepared by a nutritionist hired here. It tasted good and was plentiful and filling.

Fighting takes so much energy, so you definitely need to eat more.

After the meal, Wang Jiang gave Wang Yi an hour to rest, since it was not advisable to exercise too much right after eating, and Wang Jiang was also afraid that he would throw up the food Wang Yi had just eaten.

Taking this opportunity, Wang Yi quickly restored her already depleted magic power and also sent out several messages.

The main message sent to Qi Xiaohao was to tell him that he was training at the Shangwu Training Hall and had booked a high-end suite for a week, and that Wang Jiang would ask him to reimburse him later.

Qi Xiaohao said there was no need for such trouble. He would come here tomorrow to get a premium VIP card and leave it at the front desk so that Wang Yi could use his card whenever he came here.

Wang Yi was deeply moved.

An hour later, training continued, and the sounds of boxing gloves clashing, dull thuds of people falling to the ground, and Wang Jiang's admonitions could be heard again in Hall 3.

Until 11:30 p.m.

The king glanced at the time and indicated that the day was over.

Upon hearing Wang Jiang's words, Wang Yi finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell backward, lying on the ground in a spread-eagle position, motionless.

Even the king general felt his stamina was severely depleted after fighting for so long, let alone Wang Yi, who had been getting beaten up almost the entire time and had to constantly cast healing spells to prolong her life.

Later, Wang Yi felt that her body was completely out of her control, and she was only holding on by willpower.

Wang Jiang flung his boxing gloves away, stepped forward, and kicked Wang Yi's shin: "Aren't you going home?"

"Just lie down for a while... just for a while," Wang Yi said weakly. He had just exhausted the last bit of magic power to cast a healing spell on himself.

Upon hearing this, the king ignored him and simply dragged his slightly heavy steps away.

As he reached the door, Wang Jiang turned back to ask, "Are you really alright?"

Wang Yi raised her hand with all her might to show that she was still alive.

So Wang closed the door and left, leaving only Wang Yi lying in the center of the huge training room.

Wang Yi took off his boxing gloves and covered his eyes to block out the bright light from the training room ceiling. His mind was hazy as he thought, "This is a really nice place. It's not too hot or cold, and there's food and drink. I could even sleep here, since I've already paid for it..."

He then lost consciousness.

When Wang Yi was woken up again by Wang Jiang, it was already seven o'clock the next morning.

Wang Jiang glanced at his watch and said, "I'll give you ten minutes. Hurry up and get ready, then come with me for a couple of laps."

So Wang Yi walked into the bathroom feeling a little lightheaded. After taking a shower, he felt much more awake.

After running with Wang Jiang for more than 20 minutes, Wang Yi finally felt his body slowly come back to life.

"Isn't there a treadmill on the first floor? Why do we need to run outside?" Wang Yi couldn't help but ask.

"Be down-to-earth," Wang Jiang replied succinctly.

Wang Yi grinned, wondering if running across the overpass earlier counted as having his feet firmly on the ground.

Although she harbored some resentment, Wang Yi wisely refrained from raising any questions.

Just then, Wang Yi's phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was Qi Xiaohao calling.

"Brother E, I've arrived at Shangwu, where are you?"

"I'm going for a run. Wait a moment in the lobby on the first floor," Wang Yi said, then hung up.

"That's about enough, let's go back."

Wang Yu then led Wang Yi back.

After running for about half an hour, I finally saw the gate of the Shangwu Training Hall again.

As soon as Wang Yi entered the lobby on the first floor, he saw Qi Xiaohao.

Simply because he was too conspicuous.

It wasn't because of his physique, but rather because Qi Xiaohao was surrounded by a group of handsome men and beautiful women who attentively served him tea and water, and spoke to him with smiles, making it hard for him not to attract attention.

"Brother E, Lao Wang!" Qi Xiaohao lay listlessly in the rest area until he saw the two of them run back. Then he excitedly squeezed out of the crowd and ran to their side.

"What's going on with you...?" Wang Yi asked, puzzled.

"Hey, I just got a card at the front desk. Here it is." Qi Xiaohao said, pulling out a black membership card with gold trim.

"I just casually topped up my account with some money, and I didn't expect a bunch of people selling courses to flood in right away. It's so annoying."

Wang Yi took the card, which was clearly made of a very high-quality material, and cautiously asked, "How much did you recharge?"

Qi Xiaohao held up one finger.

"Ten thousand?" Wang Yi asked tentatively.

"One month's living expenses."