Crow Mountain, Mountain-Back Village.
On the open ground, fierce winds swirled as dull thuds rang out in succession.
Two figures were locked in sparring combat.
One was a burly figure nearly nine feet tall, standing like an iron tower, built like a bull, his arms as thick as pillars.
The force around him was dense and heavy. Whenever he swung his fists, howling winds followed. His attacks were fierce and domineering, and when his fist winds struck the air, faint ripples actually spread through it.
Opposite him, a tall and graceful figure responded calmly.
She had a cool, aloof air about her. Her figure was slender yet unyielding. As her fists rose and fell, softness carried strength within it. She looked light and flowing, yet every punch precisely blocked and cleverly deflected force, forming the starkest contrast with her opponent's brutal power.
They were Xiao Shun and Liu Lingyan.
The two used the same fist art. Bright Force and Dark Force blended into one, their attacks combining hardness and softness, smooth and natural as they turned, their force extending several feet beyond their bodies.
The instant their fists collided, muffled bang bang sounds erupted, shaking the dust around them into a faint rise.
Xiao Shun threw a punch, its momentum like a Fierce Tiger Descending Mountain. His fist wind carried heavy, violent force straight at Liu Lingyan's face.
Liu Lingyan shifted slightly, her steps light as a butterfly's. With a turn of her wrist, her soft force rode the attack and shed most of its power. At the same time, she counterpunched, Dark Force condensed at her knuckles as she struck directly at the opening beneath Xiao Shun's ribs.
They traded blows, fist shadows intertwining.
The fierce wind against their faces felt bone-piercing, and dull impacts rose and fell without