Form-Intent Sect

Wei He brushed at the nonexistent dust on his clothes and snorted coldly.

"What a fool, completely unaware of his own limits."

Just as he was about to stride into the school, Ying Chou came lunging at him like an eagle spreading its wings.

"Wei He, you've got some nerve. Take this!"

Ying Chou's chest swelled as he let out a cry like an eagle's call. At the same time, his hands formed eagle claws and struck toward Wei He.

Seeing this, Wei He immediately raised his voice, unleashing the cry of a crane and the roar of a tiger. He used the Tiger-Crane Double-Form Fist of the Form-Intent Sect and clashed head-on with Ying Chou.

Bang, bang, bang! As the two exchanged blows, the air trembled and rang. This was the sound produced when martial artists using Dark Force collided through the mutual interaction of their power.

As the two moved back and forth, each using techniques to redirect force, their footprints were left in the concrete ground before the courtyard gate.

Their battle was nothing like the thrilling fights described in martial-arts novels, where combatants exchanged blows for days and nights on end.

In only about a minute—barely a dozen moves—the outcome of their clash had already been decided.

A combination of White Crane Spreads Wings and Black Tiger Digs at Heart directly found the gap in Ying Chou's breathing and force exertion while using Eagle Claw Technique, sending him flying.

Fortunately, Ying Chou was also a Dark Force expert. He immediately gathered his strength to block the blow. Blood merely seeped from the corner of his mouth, and his injuries were not as severe as those suffered by the Bright Force bodyguard earlier.

But none of that mattered anymore.

As Eagle Eye had explained to Chen Cheng