"Okay, tomorrow will be a genius trial, you can rest!"

When Huomang and the others heard this, they bowed to Ye Feng and said.

"Thank you all!" Ye Feng bowed his hand to thank him again before entering the yard.

The moment Ye Feng closed the yard door, his originally pale face instantly returned to rosy, and his shaking figure returned to normal.

At this time, Ye Feng still looked weak, and even the competition just now had little impact on him.

Even if the spiritual power in the body consumes the most, it is only one-tenth.

In the room, Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the bed. Although he did not exert all his strength in today's battle, it was also a good training for him. After all, the combat power of the fourth-level peak true warrior is still quite powerful.

About an hour later, Ye Feng opened his eyes and now Ye Feng's spiritual power and mental power have completely returned to his peak state.

Ye Feng took out the five hundred-year-old dragon blood grass from the ring, took a look, and swallowed it in one bite.

It is not suitable for boiling medicine in this trial city, so he can only swallow the dragon blood herb directly.

The medicinal power of the dragon blood herb for 500 years is much stronger than that of the two hundred years. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!