Zuo Feng appeared on the verge of collapse, looking at Teng Fang, who was adjusting his Qi across from him, with an almost uncontrollable urge to burst into laughter.
This was Teng Fang's second time stopping to replenish his Spiritual Energy. His mad attacks had severely depleted it. Zuo Feng had no intention of counterattacking; instead, after that fierce round of assaults, the Spiritual Energy within him saturated and began to seep into his limbs. His Jing Yan told him that a breakthrough was imminent.
Teng Fang only managed to regulate his breathing for a moment before gritting his teeth and launching another attack with the scant Spiritual Energy he had left. His fists pounded at Zuo Feng like raindrops, each surge of pure Spiritual Energy getting devoured as soon as it infiltrated his meridians. Though most of the Spiritual Energy vanished upon contact, a small fraction flowed into his Qi Sea as it circulated.
