「A few days later, at the Jinshi Boxing Hall.」
The December wind was bone-chilling, but the ordinary students on the concrete training ground were steaming with exertion, persisting in their training with shouts and grunts.
Squats, frog leaps, running laps...
Amidst the usual commotion, a figure in a white and gray training uniform stood in a corner, looking somewhat conspicuous.
For once, Lu Chao wasn't training inside the main building.
Instead, he had found an undisturbed corner of the concrete training ground and was practicing a hidden weapon technique on a thick poplar tree that would take three people to encircle.
SWOOSH!
A cold glint flashed as a steel nail, half a finger long, shot out like lightning.
THUNK.
The steel nail pierced the rough bark, barely sinking a fraction of an inch into the wood.
"It's not working."
Shaking his head, Lu Chao felt there was something wrong with his power generation technique; he hadn't fully grasped it.
