"I wonder what's going on with that Lin Yunlong. He probably couldn't take it anymore and left, or maybe he crawled out of there seriously injured!" After skewering a soldier with his sword, Zhao Fei couldn't help but let out a vicious sneer. He could already picture Lin Xuan howling in agony—or even dead!
He wiped away his sweat. The Elemental Power in his body was rapidly diminishing. He had currently killed his way up to the equivalent of the Fifth Layer of Spirit Refining Stage. If he continued like this, he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.
'Why do these soldiers feel tougher and more agile than usual? Is it just my imagination?' Zhao Fei was baffled. This wasn't his first time here, but it was the first time he'd felt something so strange, and he didn't know why.
He felt it would be very difficult to break his previous record. His Cultivation had clearly improved, yet the time he could last had gotten shorter. It was a very strange situation.
