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Seeing Qingfeng recognizing his own Breathing Skill, Yin Tian didn't say a word, only trying his best to resist Qingfeng's onslaught.
As Yin Tian pushed his Breathing Skill to the limit, he suddenly noticed Qingfeng's speed seemed much slower in front of him.
To his surprise, defending had become much less strenuous!
He could even find gaps in the attacks to strike back!
In fact, it wasn't that Qingfeng's speed had decreased, but Yin Tian's reactions had become quicker!
Even he didn't realize that as he utilized the Breathing Skill to its utmost, a hint of golden light was flickering in his pupils.
Qingfeng had certainly noticed this change as well.
He gritted his teeth, a strange glint flashing in his eyes, and his movements became even more fierce, as he sought to defeat Yin Tian.
However, Yin Tian's expression remained ever so calm, as if he were not engaged in a fight of life or death, but rather in a casual sparring match.
