Return [1]

Xun Bufan's enormous shadow covered Emily. A sharp whistling sound of his attack filled the air, the wind pressure behind it lifting stones off the ground. The gusts scattered debris in all directions.

But Emily stood unmoved.

Her breathing calmed, eyes sharp. Without hesitation, she leaped into the air, her body twisting in a graceful arc. Her lotus feet barely touched the ground before she spun mid-air, landing lightly in front of Xun Bufan.

"Fiery Palm," she whispered, her voice barely audible amidst the chaos.

Flames ignited in her hand. Qi surged from within, her palm glowing with intense heat. Her form was perfect, her movements deliberate. She had only achieved <Minor Success> in the technique, but it was enough.

The fiery trajectory her palm drew through the air was unpredictable, carrying a dangerous force aimed directly at Xun Bufan's advancing hand.

Boom!

Their palms collided.