"One Hundred and Eight Energy Reservoirs Cycling Technique… Damn! One Hundred and Eight Energy Reservoirs Cycling Technique…" Both envy and disappointment appeared on Fabreidis’ face, "If this were ten years ago… No! Even if it were five years ago, I would risk my life by letting go of all my warrior power and retrain using your technique to be able to do the things that I could never do in this life."
Qian Jin didn’t know how to respond, so he waited for Fabreidis’ next line quietly.
"We should talk more today." It seemed like Fabreidis had returned to his usual state as his eyes lit up again. "Do you know who your opponent is tomorrow?"
"Caeller’s nephew Cage," Qian Jin said a name that he only heard about.
"Then do you know about Cage’s other identity?" Fabreidis said slowly, one word at a time, "He is a bloodline warrior."
