The cool moonlight cast upon the Martial Arts Performance Ground, turning it into a field that resembled mercury.
Several people stood on the eaves of the Martial Arts School.
Yang Dongxiong stood at the foremost edge of the eaves, looking at the roaring young warrior below, watching as he gritted his teeth, his face fierce, but he did not stop the farce.
An apprentice being forced to explain the cause and effect beside everyone was sweating profusely from his temples, trembling with fear.
"I'm going over!"
Liang Qu violently released his grip, freeing himself from the constraints of the two, and returned to the center of the clearing amidst the calls.
The moonlight shone obliquely on Liang Qu's sharp face, creating a crisscross of light and shadow, his prominent nose casting a shadow that concealed one eye in darkness, while the other remained calm and expressionless.
Separated by ten steps, the two sides confronted each other.
One side had one person, the other seven.
