A fight between two genuine body cultivators

Bai Feng tense nerves had relaxed a little bit, so did his muscles as he looked at the ancient body cultivator and asked:

"Before we fight, my name is Bai Feng. What's yours?"

The bald young man responded without a second thought as he did his stretches:

"Shirbo."

Bai Feng nodded, and that's how they introduced themselves to each other.

No fanfare, no more talk.

Bai Feng did a few stretches before he entered a textbook fighting stance that was taught to him by Ah Lam.

A deep breath and his eyes became serious.

He looked at Shirbo, who was getting ready for the fight, entering a stance of his own.

The stance was very primitive. Shirbo stood on all fours. He looked like an animal ready to pounce.

His aura intensified greatly as his features turned a little animalistic.

Bai Feng was kept on his toes by the aura. He could feel that Shirbo wasn't at full strength due to the time he had been sealed ins