At the Cloudsoar Sect, on the Bluestone Plaza of the Back Mountain.
Fierce winds howled and true qi surged. The clash between Jiang Yun and Chen Chu, the Cloudsoar Sect's two True Qi Realm Heavenly Prodigies, had reached a fever pitch.
Two figures crossed at lightning speed, the sharp clash of fists, feet, and sword ringing out incessantly. Ripples of true qi surged around them, shaking fine cracks into the bluestone paving.
The surrounding vegetation lay flattened beneath the fierce winds, revealing the tremendous might of a battle between True Qi Realm masters.
Clad in a fitted blue outfit, Chen Chu drove his cultivation to its utmost, true qi billowing around him. Veins bulged across his face, and cold sweat beaded at his temples, sliding down his cheeks to drip onto the bluestone beneath his feet.
He gritted his teeth and clenched his hands into fists, unleashing the Cloudsoar Sect's Cloud-Sweeping Fist to its fullest. Layers of fist shadows struck with unmatched ferocity, every punch carrying all his strength. His attacks chained together without pause as he assailed Jiang Yun, holding nothing back and giving everything he had.
Yet even with every trick at his disposal and attacks surging like a tide, he could do nothing to Jiang Yun. He had not even brushed the hem of his clothes, and remained utterly helpless against him.
Jiang Yun, by contrast, wore a plain white dress that fluttered gently in the wind, his figure dancing like a butterfly. His expression remained composed, without a ripple in his eyes, neither nervous nor dismissive, as though this were nothing more than an ordinary spar.
She held a keen-edged sword with a lustrous blade and not a trace of killing intent. When she made her moves, her Sword Force was graceful and fluid, each stroke