Practicing The Nine Star Fists

A floating stream elongated into the distance, passing behind an especially large mountain, with a peal taht aimed to reach up into the sky itself.

Zeras sat down between the two figures, his expression at peace. Peaceful—that was why he had chosen this place.

The silence was greatly appreciated, and the presence of a stream only made things more welcome, as the breeze gently blew his hair, giving him some ease in his wrinkled heart.

This was the best place for him to properly practice his art, and the first thing that he had chosen was to practice the Nine Stars Fist Art.

He had wanted to pay more attention to it because of its name rhyming with the Nine Star Hegemon Manual.

Immediately, he opened to its first page, where an introductory note lay.

"An art for the greatest warrior of the Cangu Universe. The Nine Star Heirs!!!"