Chapter 166 (1/2)

Chapter 166: Losing Consciousness

Jun Huang knew the rules of a friendly match. She withdrew her sword and took a step back. ”Good fight,” she said with her hands cupped.

The boy scrambled away, too stunned to say anything in return. The crowd erupted into cheers when they finally recovered from their shock. Jun Huang stood on the stage with her back straight, unaffected by her surroundings.

Jun Huang's second opponent was an expert fighter – a strongly built man armed with a scimitar and intimidating biceps. His presence alone created an almost physical force.

Jun Huang leveled him with a cold gaze and tightened her grip on her sword. She could tell that this man was not going to be easy to deal with, but she couldn't back down.

They exchanged greetings. Jun Huang made the first move and stabbed the man with her sword. The man narrowed his eyes and parried the attack with his scimitar.

The man's muscles were not for show. His strike was powerful enough to knock Jun Huang's sword away. She staggered back, her arm going numb.

When she was about the strike again, blood rushed from her lungs to her throat. She used her sword like a crutch to keep herself upright. Her hearing went muddy all of a sudden.

Nan Xun's eyes had been fixed on Jun Huang, taking in every little move of hers. He immediately noticed the cold sweat streaming down her forehead.

Before Nan Xun could jump on stage, Jun Huang took a deep breath and opened her eyes to stare at the man. Her gaze was so cold that even he, a tall and burly fighter, froze in apprehension.

Jun Huang lunged at the man with her sword raised. The man only recovered when Jun Huang was right before him. He struck at Jun Huang with his palm. Jun Huang did a flip and landed behind him. Even though the man had a quick reflex, Jun Huang's sword was able to cut into his arm.

The man paid no mind to his injury. He spat and charged at Jun Huang with his scimitar.

Ah, Jun Huang thought. That hit must have angered him. She kept her guard up and stepped back with her sword before her. When she reached the edge of the stage, she propelled herself up with her sword and stepped on the guardrail to launch herself to the man.

After the time for an incense stick to burn, there still wasn't a winner between them.

Jun Huang struggled to keep up with the man's attacks. Nan Xun was barely breathing. He wanted to make sure that he would be able to rescue Jun Huang when the man made a move that would seriously hurt Jun Huang.

Jun Huang's stance faltered and her face went pale. Nan Xun took a few steps forward. His heart clenched in panic.

Jun Huang put a hand over her chest. The poison sure picked a good time to act up! She finally lost her calm. The man took the opportunity to strike at her with his palm.

Some of the audience cried out in shock as dust flew into the air, obscuring their view. When they could see clearly what was happening again, they saw Jun Huang blocking the man's palm with her own. Her face was as pale as a sheet. That they had not seen coming.

Nan Xun's expression darkened. He knew Jun Huang was barely keeping herself up. What he wouldn't give to take that attack for her!

The hit was not intended to kill, but it was still a strong one. In that split second, Jun Huang could only countered it with a strike of her palm, taking the man's force headon. It felt as if someone had made a mess of her organs. She could taste blood in her mouth. This wasn't good. She had to make it quick.

Before the man could react, Jun Huang kicked the man in his knees. It might not be an honorable move, but it was effective. The man backed off in reflex.

Jun Huang wasn't going to drag this fight on. She advanced on the man, forcing him to stepped back. She then punched him in the nose, causing blood to gush out of his nostrils. When the man was about to strike back, she hit him with her left palm and threw the man over her shoulder. The man lay on the ground, unable to get up.

Jun Huang had won this match. As soon as the referee announced her victory, she spat out a mouthful of blood.

The audience was startled. Nan Xun immediately jumped onto the stage and caught Jun Huang to stop her from falling.

Color had drained completely from Jun Huang's face. Even her lips were white. Her hand trembled around the hilt of her sword. It dropped to the ground with a clink.

Nan Xun took her off the stage. The onlookers shared a puzzled look. The referee stepped up and asked the audience to remain calm. He agreed to let Jun Huang take a rest.

Nan Xun was going to take Jun Huang away, but she refused to let him. She had one foot inside the tournament. There was nothing for her to fear. She would regret it if she gave up now.