Immersed in this realm, Zhou Feng completely forgot himself. With every punch and kick, it was as if horns on an antelope, leaving no trace.
At first, Zhou Feng's movements had no power, but soon, drawn by an unknown force, the Ice Inner Qi slowly started circulating within him, in sync with his actions.
A faint blue light covered Zhou Feng's hands, and suddenly, a gentle breeze began to blow in what was an otherwise silent yard.
Whoosh…
The wind grew stronger, and Zhou Feng's movements became swift and forceful, erupting with a fierce tearing sound against the breeze.
As Zhou Feng's movements sped up, the Ice Technique inside him began to run as if powered by some propellant.
Soon after, Zhou Feng's entire skin turned an eerie blood-red color, as if the Hanhai Tide Technique had unknowingly started running on its own.
Ah…
A stabbing pain spread all over Zhou Feng's body.
