The youth's qinggong is average, and the monk isn't much better.
One uses Grass-on-the-Fly, the other Light Body Technique.
Birds of a feather.
Luckily, both rely heavily on strength, so even without qinggong, they can still run faster than others. However, they can't yet match Lu Shanjun, who can seemingly contract space with a leg spring, leaping like a fierce tiger, as though shrinking the ground to a re foot.
One has Innate True Qi, the other Acquired True Qi, it's quite a gap.
The sound of combat cos from within the forest; the monk picks up a stone and shoots it out forcefully, while the youth swings a large boulder and hurls it at the crowd besieging the woman in black.
"Such Heracles divine power!" the monk praised.
The woman in night attire is unfamiliar, but he recognizes the person dressed as a beggar, the enemy's enemy is a friend.
Boom!
An elderly beggar with a lecherous gaze shatters the boulder with domineering palm power; the True Qi within him is quite rich but appears sowhat mixed; when exerting it, his face turns red, indicating he cannot fully control his internal True Qi, not yet refined to purity.
"It's Dragon Catching Hand."
The monk performs a Great Strength Stone Breaking Palm and clashes with him fiercely, the sound of tal clanging, fiery bursts; both are unstable in breath and each retreats a step.
Such abundant inner strength!
Luckily it's mixed and impure, likely refined through heterodox thods, yin-yang supplent.
— Elder of the Harmony Sect (Five-star Whiteboard).
This old beggar is sowhat more formidable; he faces off a palm with the monk, is shaken by Vajra Palm Power causing discomfort in his chest, and imdiately signals those around him to rush forward.
There are others in the forest, unknown to the monk, but clearly seen by the youth.
A monk, a beggar, and an old sixth attempting to sneak attack.
Everyone's here.
No!
Further away, there's another figure rapidly approaching, resembling an ethereal fairy skimming the sky, sleeves fluttering, stepping on leaves to traverse the air.
"Thank you, young hero!"
The woman in night attire lifts her veil, revealing a slightly bewitching face; Duncan doesn't recognize her, seems sowhat familiar, but she recalls the young lad; even after Lady Jade Face left, she couldn't forget him, lanting the fierce dominance of his palm power that caused chest pain for a day and night.
Their palms t, blood-chilling Qi entered her body; Lady Jade Face ditated overnight to dissipate the invasive Qi from her center chest, rubbing her chest and complaining to her maids the next day.
Despite her celestial deanor, Lady Jade Face speaks rather coarsely to those close to her, bluntly declaring it hurt dreadfully.
Those maids of lowly origins all vividly rember the young lad.
The sound of air splitting rings out.
A bald monk charges out of the forest, clad in red robes, resembling the Blood Saber Patriarch, wielding a dark monk's saber, his saber technique fierce, slicing with such force that gusts of wind scatter leaves, saber Qi striking toward the youth from yards away.
"Dodge!"
The youth pushes aside the woman beside him who was thanking him, his silhouette quickly moving, casually striking down trees; fierce winds rage, a large tree intercepts the saber Qi, penetrating three inches, then the trunk sweeps across; though his saber technique is fierce, the branches scratch flowers on his face.
The youth kicks a stone; the ordinary stone seems like a bullet, breaking through to hit the flower monk, causing him to clench his teeth in pain, dispersing his protective True Qi by several degrees.
Great Vajra Palm.
The monk only showed a few moves, yet the youth sneakily learned it; although knowing just the technique without the breath thod, it's fine, as his great strength works wonders.
Boom!
A muffled sound, the flower monk's figure flies back, as if he had hit a great fortune.
"This Qi!"
"Why does it feel so familiar?"
Not far from the forest, a seductive woman floats down like a drifting leaf, her qinggong technique able to hover, marking her as a top-notch expert; Lady Jade Face listens to discern position, seeking hidden danger, she's part human part demon, naturally possessing secret techniques, making stealth attacks challenging.
However, feeling the chilling Qi rush, inexplicably, Lady Jade Face once again finds her chest aching, feeling faintly hurt.
"Could that heartless person be nearby too?"
This tiger fiend blood fiend Qi, she has only seen on two people over the years: Lu Shanjun and that young lad.
Both are cold-blooded.
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