The body's center of gravity changed quietly; Chen Feng opened his eyes and saw planks and beams appear before him.
"Back again."
He reached out to check his mobile phone under the pillow; it was still 7:05 AM.
He got up and walked over to the wooden window; the sounds of martial arts training had already begun.
In the courtyard next door, Zhao Tingxiao was tirelessly practicing standing; either throwing punches or kicking, each movement creating a whistling sound in the air.
Gazing closely, the power in his arms had indeed transformed into a deep, fiery flame.
Including his legs, some power had already begun to cover them.
"His talent is indeed stronger than mine."
Chen Feng was well aware that Zhao Tingxiao's martial arts talent was stronger than his own.
But...
The status panel appeared before his eyes.
[Breakthrough: 8]
"Upgrade!"
With a firm thought, six Breakthrough points were rapidly consumed.
