Little did they know, Ye Hao at this moment hadn't used up even a bit of his Inner Breath, supporting himself with just his ordinary physical strength to do over 350 push-ups.
Dozens of seconds later, Yang Zui reached 400, but he already felt like he was struggling. If he wasn't afraid of having to run naked, he would have given up long ago. As a pampered young master, how could he compare to Ye Hao's willpower?
Even if Ye Hao's energy was depleted, he could rely on his willpower to push himself to do a few more. This is how different people, with different experiences, become different individuals.
"400 now, Yang Zui, keep it up, we're supporting you." Both men and women started to cheer for Yang Zui. Yang Zui's persistence of doing 400 push-ups earned their admiration! They complained even when doing 40, let alone 400.
"Always with you."
"Go, Yang Zui."
"Go, Ye Hao, I believe you can surpass that moron." At this time, a woman who didn't like Yang Zui said.
