A few months later.
On the training grounds.
Two figures were violently colliding with each other, fists and kicks being thrown wildly, each punch landing on flesh.
Bam bam!
They only defended and did not attack, allowing the opponent's fists and feet to strike their face, chest, arms, and legs, only launching fierce attacks themselves.
After half a stick of incense.
"Hu hu... let's stop fighting..."
Ye Fengchun sat on the ground without any image, panting heavily, sweat pouring like a river, too tired to make another move.
Opposite him, Xun Heihu was in the same state, quietly observing the spots where he had been hit, which were already a bright red.
After the redness subsided, a layer of bronze-colored skin appeared.
"Hu hu..."
Xun Heihu stood up, stood in a stance, and practiced his punches... the bronze color of his skin became even more pronounced.
He began to sweat more and more, and eventually collapsed to the ground again.
