At dawn, when the sky was just beginning to light up, Tao Yu had already gotten out of the car and started his training for the day.
Even with "One Proof Forever Proof," preventing any degradation of his abilities, improving them still took time.
Even when he lacked Yuan Force, he still insisted on practicing every day, and now that he had enough Yuan Force, he naturally wouldn't fall behind.
Tao Yu's figure was seen constantly moving within the circle drawn by his feet, activating different variants of the Myriad Streams Five Forms, at times dexterous, at times weighty. The tenseness of his muscles could be heard with every motion, like a bowstring plucked, his bones creaking under the flow of his Qi-Blood.
His movements were sometimes as quick as lightning, other times as slow as a tortoise.
Yet even when Tao Yu seemed to move slowly, the compression and twisting of his muscles as he slowly threw a punch, followed by a rapid, short strike, produced a vigorous sound in the air.
