I stood in front of the training pillar. The warm winds of the afternoon dried off the sweat from my head and chest. But instead of just hitting the stone, I simply stood in place, gathering all the focus I could.
After five more days of diligently training, I was just a single step away from maxing out my mana flow. Just two points and this second of the three statistics of my current level would be maxed out.
But as great as it appeared to be on the surface, my mana condensation still lagged behind by quite a bit.
'Now!'
It felt like lightning striking my body. Upon reaching the perfect position, perfect breath, perfect flow of mana inside my flesh, my body snapped, sending my right fist forward.
Tic.
The moment my first struck the pillar, the familiar sensation coursed through my flesh. But instead of checking my status to see whether my mana condensation improved as well, I pulled back to the preparatory stance and took a deep breath.
