C69 The battle of prestige(part i)

Early in the morning, Zhou Tong sat cross-legged on his bed, breathing in and out, his spirit energy surging.

After a long while, he finally breathed out a long breath of foul air, and only then did Zhou Tong complete his daily morning training, and got off the bed.

Before Zhou Tong had finished washing up, the hurried door knocking suddenly sounded.

Pulling open the door