The two Body Cultivators were truly out of luck to have met each other in the very first round of the trials. Of course, that was the sentiment of the elders from their respective sects; the participants themselves saw nothing wrong with it.
Body Cultivators live for the thrill of close-quarters combat. They discard all spells and magical artifacts, preferring to decide the victor through pure physical strength. What they crave most is the satisfying, visceral sensation of fists connecting with flesh—a feeling that sends a rush of excitement through their entire being.
The two men traded blows, neither giving an inch. If one landed a kick, the other responded with a punch; to back down was to be a coward. When two Body Cultivators of equal footing face off, the one who can hold their breath and maintain their focus the longest gains the upper hand.
Chapter 805