Like Slow Motion

"Thinking back to those one or two times when my body moved before my brain could think, I felt the main reason was that my body had already reached its limit, and I was extremely tired. My body could no longer move as quickly as before."

"But after hearing the sound, before my brain could react, my arm had already snapped up. It felt as though I wasn't the one moving!" Uzumaki Chenhao began recalling those one or two actions from earlier, then spoke quietly.

That had indeed been the case. Uzumaki Chenhao had truly reached his limit, and his thoughts were no longer as quick as before.

More importantly, his body had reached its limit at that time, making it impossible for him to move as quickly as before.

"It seems there's only one way to enter that state again: keep training until my body is exhausted enough, then I can slowly enter that state!" Uzumaki Chenhao said quietly as he stood up.

This was probably the path of a strong person's cultivation. Only by continuing to act and train without ever stopping could one reach a certain level. This was Uzumaki Chenhao's Nindo.

"I refuse to believe I can't handle something this simple! How can I talk about the next five years if I can't even deal with this now? I have to push harder. Only when my body is exhausted enough might I be able to feel that sensation!" Uzumaki Chenhao slowly stretched his body and said with a smile.

After saying that, he began training again. His body truly seemed as though it did not belong to him; he trained relentlessly, as if he did not care whether he lived or died.

"Beep, beep, beep."

"Left."

"Beep, beep, beep."

"Behind."

And so, Uzumaki Chenhao trained without