He couldn't make out a single thing.
How could anyone decipher what kind of swordsmanship was being used from that sound - Pei Ye couldn't even be sure that what was being used inside was indeed a sword.
He took another step and continued to the martial arts training ground, which was eerily quiet and empty.
Just as he thought he was the first to arrive, a heavy, intense panting sound came from the right as he crossed the threshold.
Pei Ye turned his head and saw that amid the cool breeze and drizzling rain, the woman was like a hot piece of iron, white smoke steaming from her body, pulling into wisps of misty lines that gradually disappeared into the air.
Just like a human-shaped incense burner.
Even though the entire martial field remained empty, she had chosen the most unnoticed corner. After a round of movements, Zhang Junxue slowly put down two stone locks, her breath sounded like a bellows.
She gave a slight nod towards Pei Ye, who was entering.