Chen Feng immediately rushed onto the stage.
He raised the longsword in his hands and charged towards the ten golden warriors.
Something happened after a short while.
"Clang!"
A crisp sound rang out.
Chen Feng's weapon was sent flying once again.
However, he resolutely charged toward the stage when he picked up his weapon again.
Since the warriors could not really hurt him, what was there to be afraid of about Chen Feng?
He did not know how many times he did this.
Chen Feng gradually managed to grasp some battle techniques.
He fought again and again to recover his strength.
Furthermore, he had to process and learn their battle techniques while thinking about how to break through their attacks.
He did not know how much time had passed. It could have been a week or a month.
The cursed countdown never rang out anymore, so Chen Feng did not mind.
