"Well met," said Lou Cheng, smiling and taking his stance.
I'm looking forward to this fight because it isn't an every day, internal sparring session.
Amidst the gales and fluttering sand, the referee raised right hand and drew a breath.
"Conversation time begins!"
Ironically, Long Zhen stopped talking. He lowered his waist into a horse stance. Light gathered in his eyes, glimmering like gold as he gazed at Lou Cheng. The temperature of the surrounding air rose.
Unintimidated, Lou Cheng exerted his own aura, a shifting purple dancing in his eyes, and stood tall like an ancient Emperor statue.
Bam, bam, bam!
At the point where their gazes met, dry air combusted into flames. The flames flickered and burned in the strong winds without any sign of waning, as though they were fuelled by petroleum.
Bam, bam, bam!
