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The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

"Sect Master Uncle is just a mortal, who just happens to have his own 'billion' interpretations of various spells." Atop Misty Peak, the sect's senior disciple was educating the new beginners. At that moment, Sect Leader Ye Feng, holding a blade of grass, waved it gently, and a fierce Sword Qi split the sky in two, revealing a dark spatial rift that was difficult to heal, frightening the gods above. The new disciple pointed at the sky, shocked, "And you told me the Sect Leader is just a mortal?"

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Chapter 165: Qi Refinement Ninth Level Peak, The Initial Display of Fist Intent

Dịch giả: 549690339

"That's right, just like that!" Ye Feng smiled.

Although he didn't know where the Little Squirrel came from, Qiao Jiaxi's physical condition simply couldn't withstand the waterfall's prolonged impact. It was better to spar with the Little Squirrel and first master the basic skills of the boxing technique.

Watching the nimble Little Squirrel evade, Ye Feng could see it using the force of its opponent, managing to hit Qiao Jiaxi's forehead successfully every time. Although the force wasn't great, the precision was very high.

As long as it got serious, even an average High-rank Demon Soldier Level Demon Beast might not be a match for the Little Squirrel.

"This must be the Squirrel Fist, right?"

Ye Feng muttered to himself.

In the following time, Qiao Jiaxi practiced boxing with the squirrel. Whenever he was tired, he rested on the spot; when hungry, he ate pinecones and Divine Vegetable leaves; when thirsty, he drank Spirit Spring Water.