Looking into the Jinshi Boxing Hall, a vast concrete field stretched out, flanked by flower beds planted with numerous trees. Under the bleak autumn wind, withered leaves drifted down from the branches.
In the center of the field, continuous shouts and thuds echoed.
"Hah!"
"Charge!"
"BANG!"
Hundreds of ordinary students underwent physical training on the field. Leapfrogs, tire flips, endurance runs, weightlifting... Even in autumn, sweat flew freely. The thinly clad young men trained with bitter dedication, steam rising from many of their heads.
This familiar yet strange scene made Lu Chao pause briefly. Once upon a time, he had been one of them. It had taken him three full days to pass the test, formally enter the boxing hall, and become an official disciple. As his thoughts drifted, a hint of nostalgia welled up in his heart.
Soon, as if noticing his unfamiliarity, a figure walked over from the direction of the Training Building.
