After Liu Zixuan finished speaking, the owner of the aged voice sighed helplessly: "It's tough, but training it is not easy, so please show mercy!"
"Don't worry, I won't take its life!"
With that, Liu Zixuan put away the various weapons, stepped on the bear's stomach, and raised his fist to punch it hard.
The bear has thick skin and fur, and if you're genuinely displeased, beating it is far more satisfying than hitting a punching bag at the gym.
The bear yelped as Liu Zixuan beat it for about ten minutes, and it huddled up, barely daring to move except for a low moan.
Liu Zixuan clapped his hands: "Did I pass this floor, young master?"
"It's up to you. If you're not satisfied yet, I'll go another round with you." Clearly, upon seeing his beloved disciple being beaten, the owner of the aged voice was still considering how to regain some ground.
But Liu Zixuan didn't give him that chance, raising his eyebrow: "Since it's up to me, take me directly to the final floor!"
