After two and a half hours of practice, they had basically got the hang of it.
Next, it was certain that only more practice would make perfect.
No matter how much Lu Jing explained, it was useless if they themselves were not skilled.
The whistle sounded urgently, and everyone immediately got up and formed ranks.
Only Lu Jing remained frozen in place for quite a while before he quietly stepped back a few paces.
Jiang Ye had to monitor the assessment and naturally couldn't take care of Lu Jing.
Fortunately, Lu Jing didn't need it.
After greeting Old Qin, he headed back to the family building.
...
As soon as he entered the front door, he received a phone call from his dear mother.
"Hello, Mom?"
"How are you feeling now?"
"I wasn't that sick in the first place, and I've been better for a while now." It was just a few superficial wounds, all crusted over already.
But a mother would definitely not be reassured.
She still felt anxious.
"Are you really okay?"
