Swoosh
As Jing Tian's voice just fell, his body transformed into a plume of cyan smoke, stirring up a condensed gust in mid-air. When he appeared again, he was already beside Yue Shan, throwing a fierce punch straight at Yue Shan's chest.
Puff
Yue Shan's figure shattered; it was just a remnant image. Jing Tian's pupils shrank, and he immediately swung a punch towards the back where Yue Shan's real body was, releasing a strange ripple from his fist.
Buzz Buzz Buzz
Unbeknownst to him, Yue Shan's figure had already appeared behind Jing Tian. With a palm strike, it felt as if five enormous mountains were collapsing simultaneously, intertwined with the force of thunder, crashing into Jing Tian.
Boom
Jing Tian's fist coincidentally countered the palm strike. The collision between palm and fist instantly erupted a powerful gust that dispersed around them.
Swoosh Swoosh Swoosh!
