Rong Taotao's face was strained, a picture of immense effort as he "squirmed" his way up the wall, one tiny step at a time.
Without a doubt,
Beneath the shell of Rong Taotao's genius lay a heart far more hardworking than anyone else's.
Rong Taotao's upward stride... no, it couldn't be called a stride, because he wasn't lifting his legs at all. His feet were practically sliding up the wall's surface.
In just a few short hours, Rong Taotao had once again found a way to ingeniously merge with the wall!
The results were tangible. Amidst this raging blizzard, Rong Taotao had to fight not only gravity, but also the intermittent, violent gusts of wind!
This undoubtedly brought immense trouble to his training career.
Thankfully, the city wall, having stood for years in the blizzard, was "steeped to its very marrow" in frost and snow. Any brick or stone could become one with Rong Taotao's feet.
