Lilian's Hellish Training
In a remote and secluded part of the land controlled by the Heavenly Lightning Sect, explosive sounds, pained grunts, and angry curses could be heard for several weeks straight. The land was located in a remote mountain range, and had been a place of misery and pain for John recently.
Bang!
John's body slammed into the side of one of the mountains, shattering its surface. His body burrowed deep within, and it took him a short while to crawl out from the crater. His body despite being incredibly tough was bloodied and bruised, making him look quite miserable.
John's cold gaze locked onto Lilian, who hovered in the air several hundred yards away. The familiar wooden stick was in her hand, and her calm yet amused gaze stared at him, igniting fiery frustration within him.