Bang! Bang! Bang!
A dense barrage of flesh-on-flesh impacts exploded across the clearing.
No flashy techniques, just pure Strength and speed clashing head‑on.
The forceful gusts howled, ripping the bushes around them out by the roots.
Grey Eagle scrambled and rolled toward the outer ring in a panic, then looked back in horror.
The center of the battlefield was already completely shrouded by flying mud and billowing dust.
The people on the edge couldn't see what was happening inside at all; they could only hear one deafening thud after another.
The sound was dull to the extreme, nothing like a fight between bodies of flesh and blood.
It was more like a heavy artillery position going berserk, every boom making the ground violently shudder.
The powerful shockwaves peeled up the topsoil, blasting huge gaps out of several nearby tree trunks.
Gravel, clods of earth, and snapped branches came rattling down like a rainstorm, smashing against Grey Eagle's head and back.
"Ah Cheng!"
