The two of you continue to fight

The battle spills out of the ruined pavilion and onto the craggy cliffs overlooking the roaring sea. The matriarch of the Phoenix Clan fights with the terrifying intensity of a cornered mythical beast, her movements channeling a blistering, scorching Yin Qi that turned the air to shimmering waves of heat. But you are no ordinary martial artist either As the ruler of the empire, you have honed your martial art power of the Imperial Dragon.

For dozens of exchanges, the cliffs shook. Just like the Phoenix's sharp beak, and strong talons, her kick and palm strikes are relentless, probing and testing the absolute limits of your defenses. But while phoenix is known for its fiery disposition, dragon's majestic comes from not only its power, but also the intelligence to use that power.

Phoenix decapitation strike versus Dragon coiling around willow. A hand strike at your head was redirected away.

Tearing the ground asunder versus Dragon rising to the heaven. She performs an aerial kick, but your claw catches and redirect it away from you.

Seven phoenix strike versus Dragon fighting in a bush. You hit the matriarch away by hitting her chest.

The matriach jumped back, touching her chest. "The Little Brother is so shameless to be touching a woman there."

You made a placating gesture. "This Little Brother is thankful for Mother being magnanimous," you say, to the sound of Feng Bing laughing from the side.

"Oh, such as sweet talker. No wonder Feng Bing is taken in by you," the Matriach says as she restarts the attack.

However, all this time, you have been defending and redirecting her attacks, saving your energy. You also actively goads her, angering her. Maybe if she is calmer, or maybe if she doesn't attack that much, she could have defeated you. But she's not, and in her haste, you find an opening.

Dragon infinite regalia versus Burning phoenix. A single strike at her meridian blasted the matriarch until she landed unceremoniously on her back. She struggled to get to one knee, clutching her chest as a thin line of crimson blood spilled from her lips. The vibrant, oppressive aura she had commanded just moments before completely vanished, replaced by a turbulent, fractured flow of energy. Your overwhelming power had caused severe internal damage to her meridians, leaving her breath ragged and her inner Qi completely destabilized.