The wind picked up slightly, picking Lee's hair with it as he took a deep breath, preparing. When he opened his eyes, he saw his target, a log, and immediately began his assault on it. The longer Lee spent attacking the log, the sweatier and more exhausted he got, but he will never stop, not until the log is two. He wondered if Guy sensei was proud of him for his youth

His training consisted of attacking a thick log until it broke in half. It was a method he took from his younger self.