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'I witnessed his sword skills myself during out classes. He can definitely compete for second or first by skills alone. Though, he probably wouldn't be able to come anywhere near me.' She thought as her glaze flickered to her partner.
The last fourth place wanted another partner but everyone was already teamed up so he could only reluctantly ask Miss Yang to team up. He was from the first group of fighters. Seeing that no one else came up to ask to team up with her, Miss Yang could only grit her teeth and accept. It was obvious to everyone that she was contemptuous of him but she had no other choice if she didn't want to withdraw.
As the hosting elder finished his speech, he had the lottery box brought up as he was aware they had already teamed up. Each pair sent someone to draw from the lottery box which only had three numbers. Shen Tianyu got the number 2, pairing them up with the pair of unfamiliar second place. They waited for the first pairs to finish their battle before they got up and bowed to each other in greeting.
"You take the one from your arena and I'll take on the one from mine." Shen Tianyu said as they got ready. Their opponents were a pair of two men, each from their own battle royale arena.
"Alright. I'll signal to you if I need help." Lun Aoman, at times obnoxious, was aware of his swordsmanship level and which one of them was better.
"You'll do fine." Shen Tianyu told him as they waited for their opponents to get into their stances. She was holding her sword, still in it's scabbard.
The two pairs moved at almost exactly the same time and their strategies even seemed to be the same. Both clashed with an opponent originating from their arena in the previous round.
"As Zhu Wangye's woman, shouldn't you be obediently staying at the Wangfu and managing the estate? What an uncouth and violent woman the Wangye has picked up." Shen Tianyu's opponent, she just found out his name was Bo Jing, sneered at her.
"Right back at you. You have some nerve to say such things about women when the Empress is a former General." Shen Tianyu pushed back againsthis sword with her sheathed one and flung him away. Shen Tianyu safely landed on the stage while Bo Jing skidded halfway across the stage.
On the other half of the stage, Lun Aoman and his opponent, Ran Ting, separated and landed back on the stage without any problem. It seemed they were evenly matched. They both dashed across the stage and clashed with their naked swords again, exchanging and parrying blows at an incredible speed.
Lun Aoman and Ran Ting separated again, each with a few cuts on their clothes from when the wind got too strong or they were only barely able to avoid a blade. However, no one had bled a single drop of blood yet.
"You're pretty good for crazy person obsessed with his sister." Ran Ting commented as he wiped some imaginary sweat from his face.
"What are you saying?! How could Ah-Chang not be lovable? She's intelligent, beautiful, modest and sociable! The way she looks when she's having a serious discussion, her eyebrows just slightly bunched together and the ways her eyelashes cast a shadow on her cheeks! Let me tell you..." Lun Aoman launched into another one of his tirades, praising his, very much human, little sister to the high heavens as if she was a goddess.
...
On the Main Road, at one of the stalls, Lun Chang who had just sent off yet another customer with a smile, felt a cold shiver run down her spine.
"That idiot brother of mine must be doing it again." She rubbed her arms as she let out a helpless sigh and got back to tending to her stall's customers.
...
"Oi, if you keep talking instead of fighting, you're going to loose. You don't want to disappoint Xiao Chang without letting out your full potential right?" Shen Tianyu shouted across the stage when she heard him start his gospel again.
"Instead of worrying about others, you should worry about yourself!" Bo Jing shouted from behind Shen Tianyu, who had turned sideways to yell at Lun Aoman. His sword plunged toward the hand that was holding her sword. It may seem like he's trying to disable her, but one wrong move and she could have the tendons on her wrist cut.
Shen Tianyu, without looking, blocked his sword, much to his surprise, and using the centrifugal force of turning around, flung him and his sword to the other half of their stage.
"If you're going to sneak attack someone then make sure to be quiet the entire time." She advised him with an exasperated sigh.
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'I witnessed his sword skills myself during out classes. He can definitely compete for second or first by skills alone. Though, he probably wouldn't be able to come anywhere near me.' She thought as her glaze flickered to her partner.
The last fourth place wanted another partner but everyone was already teamed up so he could only reluctantly ask Miss Yang to team up. He was from the first group of fighters. Seeing that no one else came up to ask to team up with her, Miss Yang could only grit her teeth and accept. It was obvious to everyone that she was contemptuous of him but she had no other choice if she didn't want to withdraw.
As the hosting elder finished his speech, he had the lottery box brought up as he was aware they had already teamed up. Each pair sent someone to draw from the lottery box which only had three numbers. Shen Tianyu got the number 2, pairing them up with the pair of unfamiliar second place. They waited for the first pairs to finish their battle before they got up and bowed to each other in greeting.
"You take the one from your arena and I'll take on the one from mine." Shen Tianyu said as they got ready. Their opponents were a pair of two men, each from their own battle royale arena.
"Alright. I'll signal to you if I need help." Lun Aoman, at times obnoxious, was aware of his swordsmanship level and which one of them was better.
"You'll do fine." Shen Tianyu told him as they waited for their opponents to get into their stances. She was holding her sword, still in it's scabbard.
The two pairs moved at almost exactly the same time and their strategies even seemed to be the same. Both clashed with an opponent originating from their arena in the previous round.
"As Zhu Wangye's woman, shouldn't you be obediently staying at the Wangfu and managing the estate? What an uncouth and violent woman the Wangye has picked up." Shen Tianyu's opponent, she just found out his name was Bo Jing, sneered at her.
"Right back at you. You have some nerve to say such things about women when the Empress is a former General." Shen Tianyu pushed back againsthis sword with her sheathed one and flung him away. Shen Tianyu safely landed on the stage while Bo Jing skidded halfway across the stage.
On the other half of the stage, Lun Aoman and his opponent, Ran Ting, separated and landed back on the stage without any problem. It seemed they were evenly matched. They both dashed across the stage and clashed with their naked swords again, exchanging and parrying blows at an incredible speed.
Lun Aoman and Ran Ting separated again, each with a few cuts on their clothes from when the wind got too strong or they were only barely able to avoid a blade. However, no one had bled a single drop of blood yet.
"You're pretty good for crazy person obsessed with his sister." Ran Ting commented as he wiped some imaginary sweat from his face.
"What are you saying?! How could Ah-Chang not be lovable? She's intelligent, beautiful, modest and sociable! The way she looks when she's having a serious discussion, her eyebrows just slightly bunched together and the ways her eyelashes cast a shadow on her cheeks! Let me tell you..." Lun Aoman launched into another one of his tirades, praising his, very much human, little sister to the high heavens as if she was a goddess.
...
On the Main Road, at one of the stalls, Lun Chang who had just sent off yet another customer with a smile, felt a cold shiver run down her spine.
"That idiot brother of mine must be doing it again." She rubbed her arms as she let out a helpless sigh and got back to tending to her stall's customers.
...
"Oi, if you keep talking instead of fighting, you're going to loose. You don't want to disappoint Xiao Chang without letting out your full potential right?" Shen Tianyu shouted across the stage when she heard him start his gospel again.
"Instead of worrying about others, you should worry about yourself!" Bo Jing shouted from behind Shen Tianyu, who had turned sideways to yell at Lun Aoman. His sword plunged toward the hand that was holding her sword. It may seem like he's trying to disable her, but one wrong move and she could have the tendons on her wrist cut.
Shen Tianyu, without looking, blocked his sword, much to his surprise, and using the centrifugal force of turning around, flung him and his sword to the other half of their stage.
"If you're going to sneak attack someone then make sure to be quiet the entire time." She advised him with an exasperated sigh.
'I witnessed his sword skills myself during out classes. He can definitely compete for second or first by skills alone. Though, he probably wouldn't be able to come anywhere near me.' She thought as her glaze flickered to her partner.The last fourth place wanted another partner but everyone was already teamed up so he could only reluctantly ask Miss Yang to team up. He was from the first group of fighters. Seeing that no one else came up to ask to team up with her, Miss Yang could only grit her teeth and accept. It was obvious to everyone that she was contemptuous of him but she had no other choice if she didn't want to withdraw. As the hosting elder finished his speech, he had the lottery box brought up as he was aware they had already teamed up. Each pair sent someone to draw from the lottery box which only had three numbers. Shen Tianyu got the number 2, pairing them up with the pair of unfamiliar second place. They waited for the first pairs to finish their battle before they got up and bowed to each other in greeting."You take the one from your arena and I'll take on the one from mine." Shen Tianyu said as they got ready. Their opponents were a pair of two men, each from their own battle royale arena."Alright. I'll signal to you if I need help." Lun Aoman, at times obnoxious, was aware of his swordsmanship level and which one of them was better."You'll do fine." Shen Tianyu told him as they waited for their opponents to get into their stances. She was holding her sword, still in it's scabbard.The two pairs moved at almost exactly the same time and their strategies even seemed to be the same. Both clashed with an opponent originating from their arena in the previous round."As Zhu Wangye's woman, shouldn't you be obediently staying at the Wangfu and managing the estate? What an uncouth and violent woman the Wangye has picked up." Shen Tianyu's opponent, she just found out his name was Bo Jing, sneered at her."Right back at you. You have some nerve to say such things about women when the Empress is a former General." Shen Tianyu pushed back againsthis sword with her sheathed one and flung him away. Shen Tianyu safely landed on the stage while Bo Jing skidded halfway across the stage. On the other half of the stage, Lun Aoman and his opponent, Ran Ting, separated and landed back on the stage without any problem. It seemed they were evenly matched. They both dashed across the stage and clashed with their naked swords again, exchanging and parrying blows at an incredible speed.Lun Aoman and Ran Ting separated again, each with a few cuts on their clothes from when the wind got too strong or they were only barely able to avoid a blade. However, no one had bled a single drop of blood yet."You're pretty good for crazy person obsessed with his sister." Ran Ting commented as he wiped some imaginary sweat from his face."What are you saying?! How could Ah-Chang not be lovable? She's intelligent, beautiful, modest and sociable! The way she looks when she's having a serious discussion, her eyebrows just slightly bunched together and the ways her eyelashes cast a shadow on her cheeks! Let me tell you..." Lun Aoman launched into another one of his tirades, praising his, very much human, little sister to the high heavens as if she was a goddess....On the Main Road, at one of the stalls, Lun Chang who had just sent off yet another customer with a smile, felt a cold shiver run down her spine."That idiot brother of mine must be doing it again." She rubbed her arms as she let out a helpless sigh and got back to tending to her stall's customers...."Oi, if you keep talking instead of fighting, you're going to loose. You don't want to disappoint Xiao Chang without letting out your full potential right?" Shen Tianyu shouted across the stage when she heard him start his gospel again."Instead of worrying about others, you should worry about yourself!" Bo Jing shouted from behind Shen Tianyu, who had turned sideways to yell at Lun Aoman. His sword plunged toward the hand that was holding her sword. It may seem like he's trying to disable her, but one wrong move and she could have the tendons on her wrist cut.Shen Tianyu, without looking, blocked his sword, much to his surprise, and using the centrifugal force of turning around, flung him and his sword to the other half of their stage."If you're going to sneak attack someone then make sure to be quiet the entire time." She advised him with an exasperated sigh.
