The duel between the swordsman and the staff wielder kept the audience on the edge of their seats. The swordsman's blade cut through the air like lightning, each slash precise and swift. His opponent's staff cracked against the sword, sparks flying with each impact.
For several tense rounds, the two traded powerful blows and evasive manoeuvres. The swordsman's calm control slowly began to dominate, his strikes finding gaps in the staff wielder's defence. Finally, with a flash of silver light, the swordsman disarmed the staff wielder and pressed a blade to his throat. The crowd erupted in cheers.
Announcers declared the swordsman the winner, praising his skill. "Victory in the Pavilion Arena brings not only honour but prizes. Each win rewards rare pills, spirit stones, or silver — and with every consecutive win, the stakes and rewards rise."
The swordsman nodded graciously and stepped back to rest, awaiting his next match. The arena prepared swiftly for the next duel.
Now it was Linfei's turn. Heart pounding, he stepped onto the sunlit stage, facing a sturdy opponent wielding twin daggers with quick, practiced strikes. The crowd hushed, eager to see how this newcomer performed.
The fight began with a fierce exchange. Linfei moved with the flowing grace of the Swift Serpent Steps, dodging and weaving through the dagger strikes. Every move was a dance of survival and counterattack. His fists, powered by Iron Fist Boxing, landed sharp, precise punches to weaken his foe.
His opponent, relentless and agile, pushed hard, but Linfei's new body movement allowed him to evade deadly strikes and counter with a sudden burst of speed and force. A powerful palm strike to a pressure point staggered his foe, and a final swift kick sent him crashing to the arena floor.
The crowd exploded in cheers as Linfei's victory was declared. He felt a spark of pride.