That day, Chen Feng's plan to collect another portion of soup medicine could not be realized.
Still, he did not feel too disappointed. After a full day of stance training and boxing practice, by three in the afternoon, just as martial arts training was about to end—
He had finally made a trace of progress.
Progress +1!
Flame Tiger Stance: Tiger Form (2%)+
After glancing at the panel, sweat continued to stream down Chen Feng's face.
Yesterday, he had only used four Limit Breaks, and he still had one left unused.
Having once again recognized the mediocrity of his talent, he did not dwell on it and quickly added the points by default.
Flame Tiger Stance: Tiger Form (12%)
"Only 10%?"
Chen Feng raised his brows and wiped the sweat from his face.
As his strength grew, the level of his skills became higher and higher.
He found that he needed Limit Breaking Light Orbs more and more.
Thinking of this, he exhaled and could not help recalling the Cyan Light Orb he had seen in the Dream World yesterday.
He wondered whether it had been a talent or a skill.
His curiosity stirred, and the day's Core Class lessons came to an end.
Without wasting any more time, Chen Feng quickly went to the Locker Room with Lin Hao, and they changed into their own clothes.
"Did you hear?"
"What?"
"Wu Tian went to test his punching strength at noon. One hundred and forty-five kilograms."
"Damn, isn't that almost above Amateur Ninth Dan?"
"The sparring competition's tomorrow. I just hope I don't run into him."
Other trainees entered the Locker Room and discussed it in low voices.
Lin Hao frowned when he heard them and instinctively looked at Chen Feng.
"What?"
"Can you handle it?"
Lin Hao asked quietly.