All at once, Fan Qi thought of his great-grandfather.
He remembered the first time he had seen his great-grandfather throw a punch. Just like Xu Taiping before him now, he had shone with boundless radiance.
Then a conversation he had sealed away for many years surfaced in his mind once more:
"Great-grandfather, what is fist intent?"
"Fist intent is the reason we martial artists throw our punches."
"Then what is your reason for throwing a punch, Great-grandfather?"
"My reason is so that you, Qi'er, need never suffer the hardship of drifting across the four seas, so that the children of the Fan family need never suffer the ruin of their home and the loss of their loved ones, and so that our White Tree Kingdom will never suffer humiliation at foreign hands."
"Qi'er, you must remember what your great-grandfather told you today."
"Great-grandfather, I would never dare forget!"
That conversation plunged into Fan Qi's chest like so many knives.
Looking at Xu Taiping's boundless radiance, then recalling that conversation with his great-grandfather, Fan Qi's gaze grew resolute again. He clenched his fist hard once more.
"Great-grandfather, I haven't forgotten. I never forgot."
In an instant, his scattered fist intent and fist force abruptly gathered again, and he drove a punch toward Xu Taiping's fist.
Boom!
The might of Fan Qi's punch surpassed every punch he had thrown before.
Just as Xu Taiping had appeared in Fan Qi's eyes.
Now, in Xu Taiping's eyes, Fan Qi too suddenly shone with boundless radiance.
Xu Taiping was not the only one who sensed it. Huang Que also felt the change in Fan Qi.
"After casting aside his anger, Fan Qi could still gather fist intent like this? Could he also have gained an insight while fighting Xu Taiping?"
Huang Que spoke in utter