Chu Feng's skills were not bad either. Although he was not as good as Beiting Huang in terms of exquisite footwork, strange skills, and killing intent, the speed at which he killed a Magical Beast with a single sword strike was as fast as chopping vegetables.
Glancing at Beiting Huang's speed, Chu Feng secretly shook his head. This little guy was still as valiant as ever!
To be able to obtain such skills at such a young age! The desire to become stronger in Chu Feng's heart rose. As an elder, he had the obligation to make himself stronger and have the strength to protect Beiting Huang so that she could grow up without worries like a real noble lady.
