After reaching the fourth rank, the first Zhao Feng did was to consolidate his foundation. For the past few months his cultivation speed had been extremely fast. After he solidified his foundation, he started to merge the insights he had gained. This time, he used his left eye and replayed his Angry Dragon Fists back and forth.
If my Angry Dragon Fists can reach the max level, then if I even met the high level of a high ranked martial skill, I can still beat it. Zhao Feng thought.
However, although Zhao Feng had gained some insights, it still was not enough for him to push Angry Dragon Fists to the max level. He had confidence though, that Angry Dragon Fists only needed a few more days to reach its max level.
Before dawn Zhao Feng turned into a blur and returned home. On the way, he used his left eye and everything was as bright as day. His eye could see everything within seven miles. If it was during daytime, it would at least double.
The left eye gave him an increase in reaction speed, vision, and mind energy.
Zhao Feng could not understand this “Mind Energy” either. Simply said, mind energy allowed for one’s brain to not get tired, even after using it for a whole day.
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The morning of the second day, Zhao Feng still meditated on his bed and didn’t sleep.
Because his left eye’s ability had increased, Zhao Feng felt that he was full of power even though he had not slept. This meant that Zhao Feng had more time to cultivate.
“Is this Zhao Feng’s house?” A crispy sound sounded out the room.
“Who is it?” Zhao Shi went to open the door.
Outside stood a glamorously clothed middle-aged man with a few servants behind him. Even though they were servants, they still had strength of the second rank.
Zhao Feng felt that the man seemed familiar.
“Head manager!” Zhao Tianyang was shocked as he went to receive him. Zhao Feng realised that this person was the outer disciples head manager.