Stepping Into The Cultivation Path

Feng Fan, for the first time since arriving here, lunged into an offensive. 

His body surged forward, closing the distance between himself and Zhang Qi with unyielding determination.

Zhang Qi's lips curled into a mocking smirk as he watched the attack. 'Only a trash at the 1st Body Forging realm? I don't even need to dodge this!'

'Underestimating me is your mistake,' Feng Fan thought, his eyes narrowing. 'If he lets his guard down, I can turn this to my advantage. I can't waste this chance.'

Feng Fan reached Zhang Qi in a flash, channeling every ounce of strength into a sharp, upward kick.

Family Jewel Destroyer Kick!

But as Feng Fan's foot moved, Zhang Qi countered with a sinister gleam in his eyes.

"Ghostly Fist!"

Zhang Qi's qi-infused punch streaked toward Feng Fan's lower chest. 

Yet, before his attack connected, an ominous sensation crept up his spine—a primal warning that screamed danger.