Several days passed in a flash.
SWISH, SWISH, SWISH—
In Class A-10 Martial Arts Room, Fang Han's figure shifted, his feet tracing a profound pattern as he cultivated Gale Step.
Compared to a few days ago, his footwork had clearly become much more fluid and natural.
Every dodge and turn carried a fluid, flowing rhythm, free of its initial awkwardness and stagnation.
His movements had also become faster, and the sound of the wind he stirred grew sharper and more distinct.
SWISH—
At a certain moment, he felt a flash of insight. The qi and blood in his body naturally surged, flooding into his legs.
His footwork suddenly changed, his speed increasing by a good thirty percent.
Like a blur of faint smoke, his figure instantly crossed several yards, appearing silently in another corner of the Martial Arts Room.
The entire process was exceptionally smooth; his control over his body had reached a new level.
'I've reached the Entry Level of Gale Step!'
