In the sky, Song Changming sat cross-legged atop a mass of crimson cloud.
Suddenly, the Yunhai churned once more. Song Changming looked up and saw a Situ Ming emerge from the Yunhai.
"Younger Brother Song, you are still quick." Seeing Song Changming, Situ Ming floated over with a smile and sat cross-legged atop the Yunhai, mimicking Song Changming's pose.
"Not at all, Brother Situ, you aren't slow either," Song Changming replied with a faint smile.
Both of them held a Hook Jade in their hands, naturally appearing calm and composed, no longer in a hurry.
"While we still have time, why don't we spar a bit more? I still have many skills I haven't shown," Situ Ming couldn't hold back and suggested once again.
He greatly enjoyed the intense battles of fists with Song Changming, a pleasure he couldn't find with other Grandmaster Martial Artists.
He had no choice; among those with strong physiques he had met, there was only Song Changming.
