Two days later, Zhou Feng not only fully recovered from his injuries, but his cultivation advanced another level, completely solidifying his eighth stage cultivation, reaching the peak of the early eighth stage.
Now, he is fiercely battling with two ice martens.
The ice martens, slim and small-bodied, move with lightning speed, and Zhou Feng's fists and palms land on their bodies, yet most of the impact is dissipated by their thick fur, flesh, and oil.
Of course, the ice martens' attacks have little effect, partly because their strength is only at the ninth stage, and while their speed is formidable, it's on par with Zhou Feng, offering no overwhelming advantage.
Moving nimbly among the ice martens, Zhou Feng suppresses his inner Qi cultivation to around the ninth stage while secretly observing the ice martens' weaknesses; he is currently accumulating combat experience.
"Train battle reactions into a form of consciousness!" This is what Zhou Feng aspires to.
