Chapter 93: You little rascal!

The Dragon Elephant Primordial Art was divided into nine levels, and Zhao Yang, who had been practicing for three years, was only at the beginner stage of the second level, capable of condensing True Qi as fine as threads.

However, at this moment, the True Qi within his body had clearly surpassed the beginner phase and had reached the mid-stage!

Could this be a dream?

According to Zhao Yang's estimation, it would take at least another year to reach the second level, mid-stage, so it was impossible for him to suddenly achieve this level now.

Yes, it must be an illusion, a dream.

Yet, what was this burning sensation like a fever, which, although not uncomfortable, felt so real?

Drifting as if in chaos, unable to tell how much time had passed, Zhao Yang suddenly felt a coolness in his heart, and he violently opened his eyes, only to find that dawn was breaking!

I actually slept for so long...