Li Shen traded fierce blows with the beast, their impacts echoing through the chamber like thunder. With each strike, the beast's fists swelled larger, its muscles bulging with supernatural power. Yet despite the creature's growing strength, Li Shen held his ground.
Li Shen discovered he didn't need any sword to channel his qi into. The surging leyline beneath the chamber flooded his body with raw power. Qi coursed through every muscle and bone, transforming each part of his body into a deadly weapon. His fists struck with the precision of a blade, his kicks carried the force of a war hammer.
The beast matched Li Shen blow for blow, neither gaining the advantage. Their equal power created a stalemate until the creature suddenly dropped to all fours. Its body twisted and reformed - thick fur sprouted across its frame while its face elongated into that of a lion. Massive fangs gleamed in the chamber's dim light.
