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... esting for around five minutes, Cain took a couple of rusty weights covered by the roots of a large tree and continued exercising.

Another hour went like that, and then the youth performed a series of martial arts moves.

The improvement granted by physical exercise could not compare with Wave Cultivation, but Cain knew that being in peak physical condition helped the body draw Life Wave faster. While the help it provided was minuscule, it was the only method someone like Cain cou ...

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