C110 (1/2)

He examined his body with his mind, and a smile gradually appeared on Yi Feng's face. Within Yi Feng's body, there was a completely different cyclone. However, it was more appropriate to call it a cyclone pill.

The originally colorful nebula cyclone disappeared and a round, egg-sized pill appeared at the place where the cyclone was originally, emitting strong waves of zhen qi. Although Yi Feng's cyclone looked small on the outside, it could still store more zhen qi, not only that, the zhen qi inside the cyclone was more pure.

If one observed carefully, they would discover that on the surface of the round, multicolored pill, lightning was constantly flashing, causing the vortex to look extremely strange.

Only those who had reached the Martial Master realm could be called Martial Disciples when they trained in Martial Arts. Only those who had just come into contact with Martial Arts could be considered as having formed a Qi Revolving Core. Not only would they absorb the Heaven and Earth aura faster, but the true energy they refined would also be much purer.

Now that his cultivation had reached the Beginner Martial Master level, Yi Feng's strength had greatly increased. If he continued to fight with Tie Ba, he might not lose. Without any distractions in mind, Yi Feng started to consolidate his cultivation base. His power had suddenly increased a lot, and his use of Zhen Qi was not necessarily as proficient as before.

No one came to disturb Yi Feng, not even Zhan Tian. He knew that Yi Feng had just broken through and needed time to consolidate his cultivation base. Yi Feng sat there for a week.

Opening his eyes, his gaze was indifferent, not as sharp as before. His aura was very weak, if not for the fact that he saw it with his own eyes, ordinary people would not have been able to detect Yi Feng's existence.

Letting out a breath of impure air, Yi Feng stood up and walked out of the room. He appeared in his own yard. It was already close to evening and the sky was about to darken.

”Hehe, little brother Feng, you've consolidated your cultivation so quickly?” With a hearty laugh, Zhan Tian's upright figure appeared in the courtyard.

”Why is big brother here at this time?” He had just come out of seclusion, but Zhan Tian had already arrived.

”That day, after returning from the Netherworld Tower, I moved to the courtyard next to you. After you finished cultivating, I felt it. Zhan Tian's face was filled with a smile. He felt that his little brother had an unusual affinity for him.

”Hehe, I still haven't congratulated you on your breakthrough.” Since he had become brothers with Zhan Tian, Yi Feng would treat Zhan Tian as his own brother.

”Haha, it's all thanks to you that I was able to break through during the mental test. Hehe, you're not bad either. You're already a Martial Master. You'll catch up to me in a few years.” Zhan Tian's praise was real. For Yi Feng to have such insights into his own Dao at such a young age, he was definitely not simple.

”I was just lucky for a moment. If I wanted to reach my big brother's level, it would probably be extremely difficult.” Yi Feng shook his head and said, ”In order to reach the Xiantian realm, only one in a thousand warriors would do so.”

”There's no need to be modest. Oh right, Little Brother Feng, there's only two months left before the Fog Tide Competition. Will you be able to participate then?” Zhan Tian's eyes overflowed with fighting spirit. It seemed that he too would participate in the next trial.