Chicken Flying and Egg Falling (1)
Early the next morning, when Zhu Wuwan was still sleeping in her gentle home, the diligent Zhu Libo had already woken up. He was prepared to cultivate properly and improve his attainments in the Nine Dragon Fist.
He had already cultivated the Nine Dragon Fist to the third level without anyone knowing. Next, he should break through the bottleneck of the fourth level. He was only four levels lower than Zhu Wuwan, which was only twice the difference.
If it weren't for Zhu Wuyang, Zhu Libo would have been the one with the fastest progress in the Nine Dragon Fist among all the princes and princesses. Unfortunately, it only took Zhu Wuyang a few days to catch up with Zhu Libo's cultivation of more than twenty years.
"Time to cultivate!"
Zhu Libo stretched his body and got up to get dressed. Then, he went to the secret training room to cultivate.