"Jump with a little more force to feel your own bounce," Ye Fan spoke calmly.
Qiu Wen snapped back to reality, followed her master's instructions, and jumped. Whoosh—she shot upward like she was flying.
"Ah!" Qiu Wen screamed in disbelief, startled to the extreme. Then she cried out in pain; in her panic, her head collided with the concrete ceiling above. With a dull groan, she fell onto the arena floor like a deflated ball.
"Boom!" A dull sound echoed, leaving her dizzy and light-headed.
Qiu Wen grimaced, but she didn't care about a little pain. She flipped over and stood, shouting with delight, "My speed is this fast now? One jump, and I flew so high. Oh my god, this is unbelievable."
Qiu Wen was stunned, and Chu Mengyao and the other two girls were equally speechless.
"This is too bizarre, like a complete transformation. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe such a strange thing could happen," Chu Biyao stammered.
