The youth's qinggong is average, and the monk isn't much better.
One uses Grass-on-the-Fly, the other Light Body Technique.
Birds of a feather.
Luckily, both rely heavily on strength, so even without qinggong, they can still run faster than others. However, they can't yet match Lu Shanjun, who can seemingly contract space with a leg spring, leaping like a fierce tiger, as though shrinking the ground to a mere foot.
One has Innate True Qi, the other Acquired True Qi, it's quite a gap.
The sound of combat comes from within the forest; the monk picks up a stone and shoots it out forcefully, while the youth swings a large boulder and hurls it at the crowd besieging the woman in black.
"Such Heracles divine power!" the monk praised.
The woman in night attire is unfamiliar, but he recognizes the person dressed as a beggar, the enemy's enemy is a friend.
Boom!
