On the banks of the Luoshui River, large trees toppled, and birds in the forest took flight in alarm.
Boom!
A thunderous roar split the air, and Wang Yuan, with his clothes in tatters, was once again sent flying. He pushed off against a thick tree trunk with his feet, then lunged at Zheng Yong once more.
One an "Integrated Force," the other a "Non-Human," the two combatants clashed flesh on flesh, the fight having already lasted the duration of a cup of tea.
Though Wang Yuan was consistently on the defensive throughout, every time he was knocked down, he immediately sprang up from the ground, lively as a dragon, to continue taking hits.
Amidst the clash of the two martial techniques "White Tiger Military Art" and "Mystic Armor Military Technique,"
every inch of his skin, every muscle fiber was being relentlessly tempered, rapidly breaking through the limits of the human body and converging towards a much more formidable type of being.
