"This is just a sparring session. The two elders on top probably didn't even use half their strength..."
"Wow, I can't imagine what a fully unleashed fighter can do. I'd really like to see it... too bad..."
"See for yourself! Witnessing a fight to the death between fighters is suicide, ordinary people can't even handle the aftermath! If you see a fighter going all out, run for your life!"
"..."
The audience seats were buzzing with astonishment.
Boom! A loud noise suddenly came from the arena.
Two figures flew out from the center, spun two or three times in the air, and landed firmly. Their vision cleared again.
They revealed two slightly disheveled men on the arena.
One had a black shoe print on his belly, the other had a fist print on his chest. It was a hard collision, with no clear winner.
"In these four years, your progress has been significant. Without using Qi and secret techniques, you are almost on par with me..."