It was morning again. Jiang Qiu walked out of the Shantytown on the stone-paved road, heading for the advanced training hall of Eighth Middle School, pondering his next steps along the way.
Since his Ancient Martial Spear reached the Path of Mastery, his previous practice routines could no longer improve it. It was as if normal training and combat had reached their limit, and he needed to find a new path.
'But now that I can't find a way to keep improving my Ancient Martial Spear Technique, I can only spend more time tempering my body for the next two months.'
'The only methods to temper my body are the Wusu Fragrant Medicine Bath or practicing with my spear using the Circulation Qi Technique. The former is a rare opportunity, and the latter is relatively inefficient...'
"Hello, Brother Jiang!"
A sudden greeting interrupted Jiang Qiu's thoughts. He subconsciously nodded. "Hello."
Looking toward the voice, he saw a bald man in a black shirt whom he'd met a few times before.
