Amid a series of bang bang collisions.
The two men exchanged blows at lightning speed within the dense forest.
Song Qing of Plum Blossom Manor was indeed no ordinary opponent. His leg skill was powerful and heavy, yet it also carried a crafty, venomous force, like a drill ceaselessly tearing through Wei He's protective Overturning Rain Vigor.
Both were Entering Force Martial Masters, figures of some standing even in all of Xuanjing City. Yet now, for a somewhat absurd reason, they were fighting beside this nameless pool.
Very quickly, after more than ten exchanges, Song Qing paused slightly as the force throughout his body rapidly spun and gathered into his right leg.
Rings of visibly distorted airflow swirled around his toe, drawing up grass clippings and dirt.
"You've got some skill, but if this is all you can do, then fall before me today!"
Song Qing suddenly raised his leg and kicked out three strikes in the shape of the character pin.
Bang bang bang!!
Wei He blocked all three with full force. Before he could raise his hands again, another leg-shadow swept in from the other side and smashed heavily into his right arm.
Pfft.
Wei He staggered backward.
Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. Riding the momentum of that blow, he flew sideways, plunging into the dense forest in a single bound and vanishing without a sound.
There was no helping it. This place was too close to the main road and not far from Xuanjing City, with far too many passersby. It was inconvenient to make a move.
"No more than that. Lucky he ran fast." Song Qing did not pursue. He merely landed steadily, a trace of contempt on his face.
"How was it?" From the woods on the other side, a masked Green-clothed