"Thank you for the pointers, Senior Brother."
Qin Fang let out a slow breath to soothe the vibrations in his chest, then spoke to Zhou Xing.
This sparring session was his first real exchange with another Martial Artist, and he felt he had gained a great deal from it.
And Zhou Xing's combat prowess... was honestly a bit frightening.
He had just thrown a full-power punch, yet the man had taken it squarely on the chest... Hitting him was like striking a solid iron pillar.
It showed just how formidable Zhou Xing's Physique was!
"Senior Brother, if I may be so bold... what is your Cultivation level right now?"
Qin Fang was genuinely curious.
Zhou Xing snapped out of his daze and chuckled. "My Cultivation? ...Peak of Mingjin, I suppose."
As he said this, he let out a soft sigh.
'Peak of Mingjin...'
'So, that's the level of the Qi and Blood Tide?'
Qin Fang was inwardly alarmed.
'...Someone as powerful as Zhou Xing still hasn't reached Anjin?'
'Then how strong is Anjin?'
