After completing fifty laps of dribbling, Zhao Yuan walked back to Liu Zhu's side, his breathing perfectly even.
For someone who had already reached the Mid Stage of Muscle Strengthening, this bit of exercise didn't even count as a warm-up.
"So, what do you think? I'm getting pretty good, right?" Zhao Yuan asked.
Liu Zhu said excitedly, "Pretty good? That was amazing! Come on, be honest with me. Have you played basketball before? Are you just hustling me?"
Zhao Yuan chuckled and shook his head. "Of course not. I played a little in middle school, but that was just fooling around. This is the first time I've ever tried to learn for real."
Liu Zhu nodded. "That's true. During the game against the orthopedics department, your dribbling was clearly clumsy. You were even like that for the first twenty laps of practice just now. It was only after twenty-odd laps that you started getting smoother and smoother."
