[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vG12FW5lMWc]Theme Of Stalking[/url]

The Monolith Graveyard was said to drive normal men mad with its unnaturual energy that hung in the atmosphere. The temprature felt all wrong, it was cold, but in a very thick and humid way, and there was no wind, not even a breeze, just stale air lightly covered by a small fog. There was also no sound, no traces of life, an empty unnerving realm of dread and isolation, Xing Yi could indeed imagine a weaker soul being driven to insanity. The place gave the living the feeling of what it was like to be undead.

Xing Yi's resolve was cast iron, no amount of unsettling enviroment was going to scare him, he spent 50 years in a chamber where time didn't move, and trained himself until he lost his sanity and then trained until he regained it, he had fought all manner of warriors and creatures in the Arena multiverse and this was just another chapter in his turbulent life. His body began to twitch, his clear mind was now disturbed by something....another life? A strong will, that of a competetior, a warrior's spirit. The air in the graveyard began to move ever so slightly, as another being now walked this plane. This being was far away but Xing could track him by following his life force. He summoned his [b]Phoenix Rod[/b] and the magical item transformed into a longbow, he began to sprint stealthily towards his foe, closing the distance somewhat until he would be in range to fire. But not before sending a telepathic message.

[i]Warrior, my name is Xing Yi, I am an Endless Monk and represent the otherwordly Shaolin, by entering this graveyard you have engaged me in combat, we will fight to the death, good luck to you.[/i]

He pulled out an arrow out of thin air and strung it too his bow, ready to fire at any moment.