Within the hurricane, Luo Feng's figure was like a wisp of clear breeze, treading on the waves as he went, weaving and shuttling through the gaps between the Gang Qi cyclones, pressing forward into the depths. Whenever there was a situation he truly could not evade, a casual punch from him was enough to blast the storm apart, his speed undiminished.
"Your Qinggong has improved again."
Yang Wanyi had been following at Luo Feng's side the whole time. Seeing him pass through the Gang Qi hurricanes with such unruffled composure, she spoke with a hint of surprise.
Luo Feng turned his head, gave Yang Wanyi a once-over, and smiled. "Compared to me, it's your progress that's truly astonishing."
