As the summer days approached, my routine didn’t change much.

It would be stranger if things shifted just because of a little heat.

All that changed was my growing awareness of the passing time with the weather.

“Hah…”

I exhaled deeply after an intense training session, letting my body cool down as I stared straight ahead.

Unlike me, taking a moment of rest, the air in front of me was filled with heat—the heat of energy released by martial artists.

Clang! Clang, clang!

The sound of intense strikes echoed. The wind was thick with qi, mingling with the tension.

Where …