Tang Zi, who had been watching Kent from afar, smiled in approval. But Kent knew his training wasn't over. Though he had mastered the spell, it still required a tremendous amount of aura to maintain. He could feel the strain it placed on his aura reserves.
So, for the next three days, Kent focused on refining his control over the Cyclone Step spell. He worked tirelessly to minimize the aura consumption, pushing himself to maintain the technique with as little energy as possible. Each time he used the Cyclone Step, he became more efficient, more in tune with the storm god's power within him.
During these days, Kent's body underwent a transformation. His veins, once normal, had turned a stark, lightning-white color, pulsing with raw energy. His skin had become pale, almost translucent, a reflection of the storm's fury that he had absorbed.
