Training With Feng Yuxiang

"Haaa… haaa… haaa…"

Yuan laid on the soft ground with his body covered in sweat while panting in an exhausted manner.

They have only been training for about half an hour, but Yuan was already at his limit, feeling even more exhausted than when he fought many experts continuously at the Ancient Dragon City.

Towards the end of their practice, Yuan was getting hit so often that Feng Yuxiang was practically landing every single hit on him, and even though Yuan made improvements to this movement technique, it was still not nearly enough to avoid Feng Yuxiang who was always a step ahead of him.

"Are you finished already, Young Master?" Feng Yuxiang asked him with a completely calm appearance and not a single drop of sweat on her body, looking like she just took a stroll in the park.

"Feng Feng, you're stronger than I thought," Yuan said to her.