Morning.
Wei Jun's yard.
Tang Kai was practicing Taiji, while Wangsa, who disliked slow activities, opted for jogging around the large courtyard. Despite his rank, he maintained a certain level of self-discipline, doing symbolic warm-ups every day.
Otherwise.
Running out of stamina at a critical moment would be embarrassing.
At this moment.
Wangsa noticed Tang Qing walking out of the room.
"Morning! Exercising?" Wangsa called out to Tang Qing as he jogged past.
"Not today." Tang Qing smiled and shook his head.
This level of intensity.
What's the difference from doing nothing?
With his current physical condition, anything less than tenfold gravity wouldn't constitute real training. Previously, he had a showdown with Fighter at the Manor, and since then, nobody at home ever mentioned the idea of him exercising again.
They were scared.
The speed, invisible to the naked eye.
