「That evening.」
Dusk faded as the last rays of the sun vanished, and the sky was once again draped in the curtain of night.
After a quick shower, Lu Chao changed into a clean black hoodie. With a messenger bag containing his dirty training clothes slung over his shoulder, he left the gym.
'The difficulty of advancing at the Professional Level really is something else. It's much harder than before.'
'Same goes for the 3rd Floor Fighting Skill. I only managed to grasp the basics of the first two forms this whole afternoon.'
Walking down the street, Lu Chao thought back on his training session at the gym that afternoon and shook his head to himself.
The 3rd Floor Fighting Skill consisted of seven techniques in total, covering everything from stance work, fist and palm strikes, to Body Techniques and killing moves.
He had studied it diligently, yet he found it somewhat difficult to grasp.
