A Subtlety Realm Expert

He Fei, in the training room, had paid no attention at all to the two people outside the window.

He was too immersed in his hatred for Yang Sheng to pull himself free.

"Damn Yang Sheng, making me lose all face in front of my classmates."

"A bunch of Lower Registry people, how could they have so many cultivation questions? I guided them for an entire day and didn't even have time for a sip of water."

"Yang Sheng, you really deserve to die. I didn't train at all today and had to work overtime cultivating until night."

The more He Fei spoke, the angrier he became. His fists slammed into the punching bag, leaving one deep fist print after another.

But despite what he said, recalling Yang Sheng's punch from earlier still made his heart tremble with lingering fear.

He Fei sighed, picked up the water bottle from the floor, and tipped back his head for a big gulp.

"I should rest early. Tomorrow morning, I still have to teach those Lower Registry people."

As He Fei spoke, he began removing his boxing gloves.

At that moment, a black shadow suddenly sprang up behind him and attacked.

His Great Completion of Bright Force reflexes immediately warned He Fei of the danger behind him.

He felt waves of chill run down the back of his neck.

It was as though a red-eyed wolf were glaring at him with savage intent.

He Fei instinctively lowered his head, dodging Jackal's strike.

Jackal was startled. Yang Sheng really does have some skill.

He had actually sensed Jackal's movement in advance.

Just moments ago, he and Yang Sheng had discussed things outside the window.

Yang Sheng had told him to take the lead in attacking and make as much noise as possible.

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