After every battle, he would immediately close off the Microscopic Perception to reduce the consumption of Star Power, waiting a few minutes to recover before activating it again.
But it was all worth it.
Martial Arts were like playing chess; sparring with high-ranked opponents allowed his own level to improve quickly. If he played too many bad games, he would also become a bad player, even assimilating their lousy techniques.
After a night of battles, Ji Xinghuo felt that even without the Wanxiang Star Pupil, and without activating Microscopic Perception, he had reached the level of a Ninth Dan in Martial Arts.
A wave of fatigue washed over him.
Ji Xinghuo climbed into bed and fell asleep instantly, sleeping until noon.
