Fangyuan’s brief upper hand would not last.
Amidst the exchange of blows, he was already panting. Gaowan, by contrast, still breathed deeply and steadily; there was a vast gap in their physical stamina.
As Gaowan warmed up, his punches grew faster, gradually shaking off the numbness and sluggishness caused by the cold. He was finally beginning to display the strength he had spent decades honing.
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