They had only just started.
Fatigue would soon matter as much as talent.
Han Yi sat down, wiping blood from his lip.
Lei Feng walked over with a weak smile. "You good?"
"I'll live," Han Yi muttered.
Mu Chen was seated in meditation, breath slow and cold.
Yue Shanshan stretched her arms, still annoyed she lost.
Ling Qingxue… simply stood near the edge, calm as stone.
Tian Lei lifted his hand again.
"Second round!
Match: Lei Feng versus Yue Shanshan!"
The atmosphere tightened instantly.
Yue Shanshan cracked her neck and stepped forward.
Her swords hummed.
Lei Feng sighed, sparks crawling over his skin.
"I just finished fighting a monster," he muttered. "Now another?"
Yue Shanshan smirked.
"Try not to die."
Lightning answered her with a roar.
Lei Feng walked into the ring, rolling his shoulders.
Electricity flicked around his arms, weaker than before—he hadn't fully recovered from fighting Han Yi.
Yue Shanshan twirled her swords once.
