It Was Already Late

"Forget it, I should rest first. I'll stop training here for today. Once my body has recovered tomorrow, I can continue training. That way, I'll have some time to recover!" Uzumaki Chenhao said with a smile as he lay motionless on the ground.

Uzumaki Chenhao was quite satisfied with the results of his training today. After all, he could feel this state, and he was becoming more and more familiar with it. This was, after all, the result of his own hard work.

However, he had now realized a very serious problem: only when his body reached its limit could he enter this state. The situation was not very optimistic. He had to practice more to find a way to switch into this state at will in an instant.

"Tomorrow. I'll come here to train again after I've rested tomorrow. I'm sure I'll find a way then. Once that happens, I'll be able to switch states freely. I'm sure my strength will increase again, and my combat power will soar!" Uzumaki Chenhao said softly with a smile.

At that moment, an image suddenly flashed through his mind. It was something he was very familiar with—a cartoon he had loved watching when he was little.

In it, the protagonist kept surpassing himself time and again until he became the strongest person. That protagonist was practically identical to him, always forcing himself to do things he could not do. Only then could he break through.

"Without realizing it, I've become exactly like that person. Although he probably doesn't exist, I feel like there's no difference between us. I love forcing myself through difficult training, and I especially love surpassing myself. I guess that's our shared flaw! Haha." Uzumaki Chenhao said with a smile, then looked up at the sky.

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