Within a mountain peak.
Two young figures were locked in fierce combat. Neither used any weapons, relying purely on fists and kicks to clash.
"Second Brother, take this!" Yang Jiao shouted. The true essence around him surged as both palms struck out, forming a gigantic palm print in midair that pressed down on the white-robed youth like a mountain.
A sharp gleam flashed in Yang Jian's eyes. Rather than retreating, he advanced, gathering his vast true essence into his right fist.
"Break!"
Fist and palm collided, erupting in dazzling light!
The surrounding trees were uprooted by the shockwave, rocks shattered, and the entire mountaintop trembled!
When the dust settled, Yang Jiao staggered back more than ten steps, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Yang Jian, however, stood firmly where he was, entirely uninjured.
"Yay! Second Brother won again! Second Brother is really strong!"
A crisp cheer came from nearby.
Yang Chan flew out from behind a distant boulder, clapping happily.
Beside her, Di Xuan stood with his hands behind his back in plain robes, a gratified smile on his face.
Yang Jiao wiped the blood from his mouth and gave Yang Jian a somewhat embarrassed smile. "Second Brother, you're too strong. No matter what I do, I can't catch up to you."
Yang Jian shook his head and stepped forward to support Yang Jiao. "Big Brother, you're not weak either. If my cultivation had been even slightly lower, I might not have been able to take that palm strike. You've already reached the middle stage of the Core Elixir Realm. Your progress has been swift."
Yang Jiao smiled bitterly. "Stop comforting me, Second Brother. You're only one step away from breaking through to the Dharma Aspect Realm and condensing your Dharma Aspect, while I... compared to you, I'm