1 a.m.
Rooftop terrace.
"Hoo!"
"Hoo!" "Ha!"
A figure flickered constantly, letting out low, muffled shouts.
He sometimes punched, sometimes elbowed, and sometimes kicked, each move seamlessly connected without the slightest hesitation.
Every strike left a deep echo in the air.
"Swoosh!" The figure moved swiftly.
The training had reached its final stage, and his speed, powerful qi, and spirit were continually rising.
When all these reached their peak.
"Hoo"
Suddenly, Jiang Ye pushed off the ground, soared into the air, his thigh like a heavy sword unsheathed, slashing down.
"Boom!" A loud explosion!
Jiang Ye kicked a stone pillar.
Pale silver starry brilliance burst forth, a fleeting flash under the pitch-black night sky.
"Crack~" A visible crack appeared on the surface of the stone pillar.
Hoo...
Jiang Ye retracted his leg and stood firm, slowly drawing his cultivation to a close.
He looked at the stone pillar.
