The faint light of dawn washed over all of Moonwatch Mountain.
Night had yet to retreat completely from the mountains. Thin morning mist lingered among the wooded slopes and ravines, carrying the cool stillness unique to early morning.
Compared with the densely clustered sect encampments halfway up the mountain, this secluded spot on a side peak of Moonwatch Mountain was quiet, desolate, and rarely visited.
A broad, level clearing had been carved out against the mountainside, far from the spectators and encampments. A wooden house stood against the slope, sheltered from the clamor.
On the empty, level bluestone clearing before the wooden house, a tall, vigorous figure had risen early and immersed himself in grueling training.
The thin light of daybreak fell across Li Tai's rugged, stern profile, lending depth to his features and an edge to his bearing.
At that moment, he had shed the calm, effortless ease he displayed in the arena. His aura spread fully outward, his fierce, domineering physical strength awakened, and he devoted himself completely to honing his body and tempering his true qi.
Boom, boom, boom-!
The deep, heavy thunder of punches and kicks resounded across the clearing, each strike shaking the ground as fist wind howled!
Li Tai planted both legs firmly, his muscles and bones drawn taut. The sharply defined muscles across his body bulged with explosive power, and every inch of flesh, every sinew and bone, brimmed with the mighty, searing blood and qi of the Martial Path.
He raised his hands and punched, sinking his shoulders to unleash his strength. Every punch and kick swept through broad, forceful arcs, fierce beyond compare. Immense bodily power erupted, and the howling fist wind tore through the morning haze, shattering and scattering the thin mist drifting around him.
He still cultivated the bodily