Summer mornings were always lively, because once daylight fully broke and the sun rose, it became too hot.
So before dawn, while it was still cool, elderly people with nothing better to do and no sleep left in them came out to stroll, walk their dogs, exercise, and get some fresh air. Others who enjoyed working out deliberately avoided the heat by getting up early to run and train.
There was no doubt that university tracks were extremely popular. For people living nearby, a university with proper running tracks was always their first choice for exercise.
Xiao Haiyang got up to his alarm, dressed neatly, and went downstairs to the track for a run.
He had once been very fat, but after several years of unremitting effort, he had successfully slimmed down into his current shape. He had kept up the habit of exercising and continued getting up early to work out.
By the time he reached the track, it was already bustling with people. This was the preferred place for activities within a one-kilometer radius, and it was quite lively.
Xiao Haiyang stretched for a while and started running. After covering more than half a lap, he spotted Wang Yan practicing martial arts in a corner.
He stopped and went over to greet him. "You know martial arts too?"
"I can throw a few moves."
"Do you have a master?"
"No. I learned on my own by following books and watching videos." Wang Yan kept moving as he demonstrated each stance and strike.
Xiao Haiyang did not understand martial arts, but even he could tell that Wang Yan's movements were practiced and fluid. There was a natural ease to his fists and kicks, with a faintly harmonious rhythm flowing through them.
"Then you're really good. Maybe you're one of