Within the training ground of the Pocket World Blessed Land, the air was torn apart by fierce explosions of Qi.
Chu Kuanglan's bronze body was like a siege hammer; each step caused the ground to tremble slightly, and his fist wind howled, carrying the force of splitting mountains and stones, clashing fiercely with Lu Jiuyuan's cunningly swift blade light.
Wei Banmeng stood coldly watching the battle from the side.
The Profound Qilin Double Blades occasionally unsheathed, with precise Ice Blue Blade Qi slicing into the fray, feeding techniques to both participants.
In another corner of the field, a completely different scene unfolded.
Fang Qingyu did not use any Qi Blood, Qi Force, nor did he invoke True Intent or employ his inhuman Physique Power. He practiced the Nine Prisons Break Extreme fist set slowly and attentively with the most ordinary physical posture.
The movements seemed simple, even somewhat clumsy, like a beginner fumbling to exert force.
