In the blink of an eye, Luo Heng had already covered half the distance.
At this moment, the frequency of the wooden man's head turning was terrifying, like a rapidly spinning top, making one worry if its head would spin off.
"This is only halfway through, and it's already this fast. I feel that if I go in, I probably won't make it thirty meters before getting caught," Chen Qingyun remarked, watching Luo Heng in a standoff with the wooden man.
In such a tense environment, Luo Heng's long period of precise control over his body gradually made him feel his Qi Blood boiling.
When this feeling arose, Luo Heng sensed he might be on the verge of a breakthrough. It had been a long time since he had experienced his Qi Blood bubbling up automatically like this.
Not only did he feel no fatigue now, but he was even more exhilarated. Every nerve was taut, every muscle was pulsing, every trace of Qi Blood was boiling...
"It's now."
