Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes
The feeling of swordsmanship in Qin Feng's heart is continuously blending and absorbing, and this sense of progress intoxicates him. However, there was never a complete integration. Even with upgrades, the improvements were minor. At most, it can slightly improve my situation.
"Hahaha, his physical strength is as indestructible as Vajra, even stronger than us. Physical strength can be very strong, but he always cannot help getting injured, and the more he drags on, the slower it becomes."
"If you continue like this, he'll die."
"Heh, we five fought him and suppressed his power, so he can't kill him."
"Qin Feng, you're the first man I admired at Tai Da. Without a background, you can rely on yourself to practice and become strong enough to defeat any one of us. Unfortunately, you still have to die."
