1067 You Did It On Purpose, Didnt You? (2/2)

Yes, she rushed through his body.

The tip of the sword was what made contact with him first, and then it stabbed through the skin and ripped the flesh. Probably because her force was too strong and her speed was too fast, she actually forced her way through the small wound and came out of his back.

Han Kongqun still hovered in mid-air in his gentlemanly posture. However, the expression on his face was one of disbelief and horror.

There was a big hole between his chest and abdomen.

If truth be told, it was only a hole as big as a bowl. Through the round hole, one could see Yun Xiuxin, who had just pierced through the body, the white figure that was rushing forward due to the great momentum. She still looked cute, lovely, petite, and fragile, but no one would think that she was weak and could be bullied now.

The outcome of the match was decided as soon as the sword pierced his body. Han Kongqun saw darkness creep into his eyes, and he looked up as he fell to the ground. Even then, a kinky thought came to him, 'Her waist sure is tiny...'

Then, the man who had a tender heart for all women could feel and see nothing anymore.

…

Du Yangfan's face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he had transformed into a volcano that was about to erupt.

Yun Yang, on the other hand, sighed and said in a faint voice, ”What a pity! This brother Han is outstanding in both appearance and demeanor, but he underestimated his enemy too much. If he were not so careless, it is hard to say who would win the match in the end.”

It was just as well that he did not speak, because when he did, Du Yangfan felt the anger inside him almost bursting out. If he could not choke it back, he feared he would explode like a powder keg.

Meanwhile, Han Kongqun was resurrected in the field.

With a blank face, he looked down at his chest, then turned to look at Yun Xiuxin, who had returned to her master excitedly and was talking noisily, beaming and gesticulating...

The match was over.

But, Han Kongqun suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of anger and shame. ”Bit*h! How dare you use a honey trap on me!” He stamped his foot and roared, ”Come over here! I'll cut you to pieces!”

He roared and screamed in the field as if there was no one else present, his face red with anger from the humiliation he had received. But, he suddenly heard a voice that was many times angrier than his ring out from the high stand, ”The match is over! Get out of here!”

It was Huo Yunfeng.

At this moment, his anger was evident from both his words and expression. It could no longer be contained. Had it not been because of his current status as the executive officer who presided over the challenge, he might have flayed Han Kongqun.

'Damnit! You did it on purpose, didn't you? You mean to make me lose this astronomical sum of supreme-grade spiritual jade, don't you? How could you be so careless and underestimate your opponent in a match that will decide the fate of two sects? How could you be so lecherous in such a serious event? Are you sick? How long have you not seen a woman? How hungry and lonely are you? Tell me, how many fuc*ing lives have you not seen a woman for? How could you stand there and let someone pierce your heart with a sword? Are you fuc*ing insane!'