Qiao Mo Feng nodded, stood up and looked at Feng Xiao. Soon, they started fighting. Although Qiao Mo Feng’s technique was still a bit immature and unfamiliar, it was still good enough that he could reach this point for his age. “Not bad. Go wash up, you’re all sweaty.” Feng Xiao stopped and smiled at Qiao Mo Feng. “Alright, I’ll ...