The weather had cooled.

Inside the training facility at Hongjin Corporation, two figures were swiftly exchanging punches, launching rapid attacks at each other.

Punch, dodge, reposition, punch again.

They repeated the sequence, both dressed in close-fitting, black, sleeveless sports gear that emphasized their well-defined muscles.

A sudden dull sound broke the rhythm as Song Ran took a slight step back, surprised as he looked across at his opponent.

“You’re improving fast!” He remembered that Li Chengyi had only been learning cross-track combat for a few months, yet his progress seemed... remarkable.

“No, wait—your technique is still rough, but your strength and speed have increased,” he quickly corrected himself.