
The fight between Huang Kun and Liu Bei looked one-sided in the eyes of the spectators. Yang Guifei retreated a few steps, and when he declared the match began Liu Bei advanced using the Light Steps towards the back of Huang Kun.
Huang Kun held back the movement with his sword for a few seconds, the friction between the swords creating sparks. Liu Bei had no idea that even though Huang Kun appeared to be weaker than him, the young man had great strength.
Liu Bei just slammed his sword directly from top to bottom, Huang Kun who was still not good in terms of speed could not act quickly to avoid it. Huang Kun's shoulder collided with Liu Bei's sword causing quite serious bleeding in his body.
The spectators were a little sorry to see Huang Kun, if he was in his position they chose to just give up instead of losing in such a humiliating manner. That sliced gaze pressed down on Huang Kun, he gritted his teeth, yet his heart still did not want to give up.
Huang Kun read the gap more thoroughly, he took all possibilities to attack Liu Bei but what actually happened was that he was getting seriously injured while his opponent was still in top shape.
As all eyes looked at him in pity, on the other hand Huang Kun could still see one hopeful look from Xin Fai's eyes. The young man tightened the grip on his sword just like that, he breathed hard.
"If only this had been so, I would have given up..." Huang Kun's breathing snorted saying so.
"Then I don't deserve to be your rival!"
Huang Kun's words invited many questions in the audience's head, everyone thought that the young man was saying them to Liu Bei.
Yet Xin Fai smiled faintly hearing him, she clenched her hands tightly on the participant chair. "Senior Huang, even though your strength is meager yet I know your struggle is much harder than others. And so, never give up. Up to the threshold though!"
Xin Fai rambled to himself, Shen Xuemei patted his eel as the boy again drew attention. The participants seemed to be a little motivated to hear those words.
Liu Bei put on a fed-up face as if unconcerned, he used a deadly move that made Huang Kun bounce to the point of spewing blood.
Yang Guifei asked the young man if he was okay. But Huang Kun first said that he was fine and would continue the match.
Huang Kun pointed his sword right in the middle of Liu Bei's body which was standing not far from him. Although it looked very sad for him and on the bench there were many people who forced him to step down from the arena, but Huang Kun still believed in his own strength.
Huang Kun moved with not-so-perfect Light Steps, he slashed his sword at Liu Bei and a second later a fierce attack greeted him.
Liu Bei swung the sword very quickly, using the power in his devastating power was much more terrifying. He did not think about how the fate of Huang Kun in the future, what he was doing now was just fighting like he was about to annihilate an opponent.
Huang Kun was again thrown twenty meters from his original place, the match became tense due to this one-sided difference in strength. If it could be said, Huang Kun was only equivalent to a stage one intermediate swordsman, whereas Liu Bei was a stage 5 intermediate swordsman who was close to entering the level of a great swordsman.
The difference in strength made their comparison of strength very clear, Li Yong himself was eager to bring his disciple back to the sect, Huang Kun was too imposing himself. But whatever the power, Huang Kun's brain is hard like a stone that has been embedded in the earth, absolutely can not be changed by anyone.
Huang Kun's nose was bleeding, he had a nosebleed and his vision became blurred. Just about to open his eyes, Liu Bei had already dashed towards him while unleashing a high-powered kick.
The result with that kick Huang Kun was again thrown far away, he even felt one of his ribs break.
Xin Fai stood up from where she couldn't accept, the veins on her arms protruding with a reddened face. He was furious this time, Liu Bei's goal was already very clearly wanting to make Huang Kun tormented slowly.
Liu Bei's cold face slowly looked at Huang Kun's eyeballs, he put on a look of vengeance. Huang Kun clenched his hands, he picked up the sword that had fallen beside him.
Yang Guifei himself was still letting the match go, he only needed to wait for Huang Kun to completely faint if he wanted this match to end given his unyielding nature.
"Not yet... I won't lose to you!"
"Ch, act as if with that weak force you can win from me? Just dream you up to the end."
Liu Bei darted forward with his sword, he clashed with Huang Kun who could only defend and defend. In that cornered state Huang Kun still did not want to give up, he heard a rumble on the spectator bench that began to growl with his behavior.
The audience was already impatiently waiting for another fight, seeing that the weak Huang Kun was still stubbornly fighting up to this final bloodline point as if wasting their time alone.
"Not yet! I won't lose to you!"
Huang Kun bluffed loudly, the audience fell silent with nosediving eyebrows. Although now many wanted to see his defeat, and more took care of Liu Bei but the young man would never lose faith. Since long ago, before his parents died, they always taught him Huang Kun to always have confidence in the heart.
Although still unable to match Liu Bei's strength, Huang Kun began to be able to put up a little resistance. His body suffered a lot of bleeding and injuries, but his spirit did not diminish in the slightest.
Liu Bei started to grow furious as his attack could be countered by Huang Kun, he intensified the attack even more ferociously and this time Huang Kun could not help it at all.
Scratches and scraps tore through Huang Kun's skin deeply, the sword in Liu Bei's grasp was extremely sharp. From its shape alone it can be said that the sword is a special sword.
The clothes that Huang Kun was wearing were already bloody, Li Yong was very regretful of his student's decision. Had Huang Kun won even if he would not be able to fight again after this due to his fatal wounds on his body.
The condition of bias is increasingly visible, the audience began to get bored and can only exhale lazily. On the other hand they were sorry to see a fool like Huang Kun, he was indeed the real dumbest young man.
Although his opponent was many times stronger than him, Huang Kun never gave up.
"That's it... You better just give up. Than your life's floating." One of the spectators said.
For a few moments of sword fighting Liu Bei finally released a single devastating strike that struck Huang Kun severely.
Huang Kun fell lying completely helpless, his ears buzzing loudly and he spewed blood almost losing consciousness.
Seeing that Huang Kun did not move again afterwards, Yang Guifei came forward and said that this fight was won by Liu Bei.
"Ma... Still haven't..." Huang Kun crawled in his place, his blood-filled mouth shaking strongly.
Yang Guifei furrowed his brows really curious as to what was inside Huang Kun's brain yet he said the match would continue. It made Liu Bei curry annoyance.
"Basar of the hick! Though it's obvious you lost, just look at it everyone already knows!" Unfortunately, people seem to agree with his words.
"Haha..." Huang Kun's laughter made an atmosphere of silence. He got up with his trembling calf.
"Someone once told me... Poor, orphaned, stupid, even blind... If he had faith and determination, he would be a person invincible to anyone!"