She was methodical in how she used these punching bags.
Thud!
Flaming Sword stabbed into an Obsidian Wolf’s head right between its eyes!
Thud! Thud!
Feng Wu struck each wolf in exactly the same spot!
There weren’t any complicated moves or excessive tricks, but just a single fatal strike!
It was as precise as it was lethal!
As a result, it only took her half the time she had used to kill the previous ten wolves to kill these twenty!
However, Feng Wu wasn’t happy with her speed and frowned.
The Obsidian Wolves had tempers as well. Would they just sit there calmly while their fellow wolves got slaughtered? Of course not!
Hence, more Obsidian Wolves stepped into the breach as the others fell!
There was only enough room for twenty wolves around Feng Wu, but that didn’t turn out to be a problem. As soon as a wolf was killed, a new one filled the gap… Hence, there were always twenty wolves around Feng Wu!
They were full of vigor and had a prevailing thirst for blood!
On the other hand, Feng Wu was gradually becoming worn out!
After killing five hundred wolves in a row, Feng Wu finally realized that she was burning out. She remained as excited as she had been in the beginning, but she was physically exhausted!
The Obsidian Wolves were only too sensitive to the change in her physical state!
They immediately sensed it when Feng Wu slowed down by the tiniest amount. Their cold gazes were fixed on Feng Wu, as if they were looking at a dead person.
Feng Wu snickered. She was only twenty meters away from the safe circle. What did she have to worry about?
“Fourth stance of Flaming Sword: Dashing Stars!”
Pop! Pop! Pop!
Feng Wu struck out with her sword in a tapping motion, as if she was dabbing a piece of rice paper with a paintbrush that had been dipped in ink —
With each tap from the tip of the sword, blood sprayed from the foreheads of three wolves in turn and they flew backward instantly!
Seizing the opportunity, Feng Wu dashed the other way!
To Feng Wu now, twenty meters was too short a distance that she could cover in one breath.
Before the Obsidian Wolves could react, Feng Wu was back in the safe circle.
The beautiful lady rushed up to Feng Wu’s side and wouldn’t let go of her hands. Tears rolled down the lady’s cheeks. It seemed that she was greatly shaken.
Feng Wu stroked her mother’s back, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. “Mum, I’m fine. I’m not hurt. That’s all wolf blood, not mine.”
Only then did the beautiful lady notice the blood on Feng Wu. She gasped all of a sudden, closed her eyes, and collapsed.
Feng Wu didn’t know what to say.
She had been wondering when that would happen. Her mother would usually faint at the sight of blood, and she had only been able to stand it now because she was too nervous to pass out.
Feng Wu handed her mother back to Qiuling in resignation. “She’s way too tense. It’ll do her good to get some rest like this. Take care of her and make sure to keep her warm.”
Qiuling nodded repeatedly.
Knowing that they were on a tight schedule, Feng Wu sat down and crossed her legs after leaving some instructions. She immersed herself in her cultivation right away.
After the battle, Feng Wu could distinctly sense the fire spiritual energy pouring into her dantian and colliding violently with the rippling water there. Whoosh —
The speed at which the golden liquid was produced more than doubled!
The first three levels were rather easy and it wasn’t a surprise that she could level up very fast then. However, starting from Level 4, she was obviously slowing down. Otherwise, Fairy Muyao and Feng Liu wouldn’t have remained as they were at Level 5 and Level 6.
With her eyes shut, Feng Wu focused on liquifying the golden liquid one drop at a time.
After running her spiritual essence through her body, Feng Wu felt her fatigue disappear as she once again returned to her strongest state.