「Early morning. The summit of the Divine Fist Sect's main peak.」
As was his custom, Wu Tianhai, the Sect Leader of the Divine Fist Sect, was practicing his fist techniques.
With every move he made, powerful gusts from his fists swept across the summit, stirring the white clouds above and causing them to change shape.
Finally, Wu Tianhai thrust out a punch.
"BOOM!"
A massive explosion reverberated through the mountains.
The summit of the mountain two hundred zhang before him abruptly shattered, rubble tumbling down its slopes.
"Hah..."
Wu Tianhai relaxed his stance, slowly straightening up.
CLAP. CLAP. CLAP.
Applause rang out from behind Wu Tianhai, accompanied by a man's voice full of praise. "I never would have thought, Brother Wu, that your mastery of the fist dao has become so sublime. To think you could obliterate a mountaintop with just a casual punch."
