The rogue cultivator's eyes burned with hatred as he advanced, his strikes heavy and violent. Linfei braced himself, fists ignited with Qi, iron will holding firm despite the overwhelming disparity in their cultivation levels.
The battle was brutal and relentless. Fists met with thunderous impact, limbs struck flesh and bone with punishing force. Linfei received a jagged cut across his cheek, blood mingling with sweat. The rogue's palm smashed against Linfei's ribs, sending sharp pain through his body. Each breath was a struggle, each movement a test of endurance.
Linfei's Iron Fist Boxing was pushed to its limits—strikes powered by Qi bursts clashed against the rogue's ferocious blows. He ducked and rolled under sweeping strikes, countered with swift punches targeting weak spots the rogue carelessly left exposed. The fight tore through the forest floor—broken branches and scattered leaves marking their battlefield.
At a critical moment, the rogue cultivator, consumed by overconfidence, swung wide with a powerful fist. Linfei seized the opening, channelling all his Qi and strength into a piercing blow that struck the rogue's side. The crack of shattered ribs echoed sharply. The rogue staggered, eyes wide with shock at the unexpected injury.
Blood spilled as Linfei pressed his advantage, relentless in his assault. The rogue faltered again and again, each strike more desperate. Finally, a well-aimed palm strike to a vital point ended the battle—a fatal injury that killed the rogue cultivator.
Linfei stood panting, bloodied and bruised but victorious, the ring on his finger replenished his exhausted qi.