Amidst the chaos of debate in the audiences, Fang Xin throws a kick which Yun An blocks with her palms. Redirecting qi to her hands, the kick’s damage is minimised. A fraction of the force was also dispersed as Yun An allowed herself to be pushed away. The disengagement would serve as breathing room to strategise a new approach to Fang Xin’s revealed power.
Her opponent catches on this idea quickly. He dives straight into her space.
She responds with a few punches that Fang Xin evades with medium difficulty. Yun An recognises this unusual reaction. Since the start of the match, Fang Xin has avoided most of her attacks with relative ease. There should be an answer for this change.
Yun An soon finds out why as Fang Xin captures one of her fists. Just like she had caught his wrist to deliver a more sure-fire punch, Fang Xin holds onto her and returns the favour in the form of eight consecutive punches and palms.
Fang Yun almost interrupted the match, had Yun An not grabbed Fang Xin’s arm with her locked hand and threw him over head.
Despite heavy landing, there was no adverse effect on him except a little dizziness. As Yun An raises her fist for a hammer, Fang Xin applies his hands on her abdomen.
In the time of a sneeze, the small body of Yun An was blasted into the air. She floats above three meters before crashing onto the tiles with her back.
Fang Xin stands up proudly, looking at his masterpiece.
“I heard the junior master was looking for pointers in this tournament. How do you like what Fang Xin had prepared for you?”
As Fang Xin takes a breather, Fang Yun rushes toward Yun An. She put up her hand, signalling him to not interfere. Although hasn’t sat up properly, she has no desire to give up.
“You probably haven't heard of this technique. I heard you couldn’t remember a dim before couples of months ago.” Fang Xin takes an inhale. “Even if you still remember, you wouldn’t know about this technique. What do you know? You have only started a season ago.”
Yun An finally got up. This marks the first time in the sect’s little tournament she was down that long. Her bones are fine, but not her organs. Every heartbeat feels like a pulse of agony. The sole consolation is the pain is lessening with every passing moment.
“I think one would not be enough. How about another one?”
Fang Xin leaps forward. In a heartbeat, he sweeps Yun An’s feet off the ground. His palm lays on her tummy, pressing her down to the pavement.
Yun An grabs Fang Xin's hand and administers a kick to his forehead. Too focused on offence, he didn’t form qi armour to protect his head. One explosive kick was enough to make him back away.
When Yun An struggles to get up, her body registers a new wave of pain. Her vital organs are not in bad shape, but there are two which bore the brunt of that attack. This bastard didn’t attack to win. His last attempt was to humiliate her by targeting her intestines and bladder. It feels like they could rupture at any time.
“How do you feel, junior master? Do you feel the flow of qi as it ravages your body? This is a technique of my family, an antiquated one. It’s called Heavy qi blast. To use it, one must stay still to concentrate their qi and inject it into the opponent. It can bypass most kinds of defence. It leaves no visible damage to the outside but can disrupt the flow of qi and wreck internal organs. As you become more skilled, you will need less time to activate it. A great technique, huh? I will take your less than comfortable face as agreement. Do you want to know its weakness? It has one. It is practically unusable in the age where cultivators can trash a house from thirty meters away.”
“Is that it?”
“What do you mean?”
“Since I am in a good mood, I will teach you other things about it that I noticed.”
“You. Teach me? I am delighted to see what you are going to teach.”
“Then come.”
“As you wish.”
“Fang Xin sounds calm but…”
“He will kill Dong Yun An.”
“I heard about it some time ago when one of the seniors persuaded Fang Xin to stop practising that technique and focus on the techniques of the sect.”
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“He must be holding a grudge since.”
“If someone tells you your family’s technique is trash, you will get pissed too.”
“Yeah.”
Fang Xin’s calm demeanour has transformed into tranquil fury. He bombards Dong Yun An hit after hit. She tanks his attacks with her body before striking back at him. In spite of spitting more blood, she is immovable even against his Heavy qi blast. Fang Xin turns more desperate with his fists.
Seemingly tired of the facade, Yun An grabs Fang Xin’s collar bone and forces him to his knees.
“This is what I first noticed. The more you use that technique the weaker you become. It starts with your breathing. You tried to mask it with your talking but it didn’t add up, Fang Xin.”
Her other hand takes his and slams him onto the ground.
“As you exhaust yourself, even a normal attack like this can go through. You were just weakening yourself.”
Yun An brings him back to his feet.
“I don’t understand why you didn’t use it as a finisher since it’s clearly designed to be used as such. You need to wear out your opponent to even get the chance to use it. And when you do, you blast them with everything you got, not to prolong the fight like what you did. So answer me.”
“What? I- You are just-”
“Then this will be the last thing. It disrupted my qi but I have more than just qi. Beware that not all opponents are the same.”
Yun An accompanies her words with a knee to Fang Xin’s stomach.
“I, in particular, can do that without qi.”
Fang Xin’s face lies next to the tiles as he holds his tummy.
Yun An squats down. “Those are my pointers. Now it’s your turn to talk. Did you hate me or what?”
“Hate? I despise you. Do you know how much I went through for a chance to Gudu? Do you know how much is at stake? How dare you treat it like a training spar? If you want to spar, go and spar in the training round. This is the sacred place to select the representatives of the sect.”
“Then do you want to continue?”
“You bet I am.”
The moment he gets up, Yun An shatters the ring with her fist. The shockwave throws Fang Xin back down and frightens the nearby disciples.
“Senior Fang Yun. If he doesn’t surrender, I will give him a punch similar to this one. Should I do so?”
Fang Yun exhales. He walks over to Fang Xin. “Fang Xin. Give up.”
“Senior master.”
“Just give up. I know you don’t want to but please. Treat it as a favour for your senior master.”
Fang Xin finally gives in, and Fang Yun announces Yun An as the last victor.
Yun An approaches the dejected Fang Xin, whispers. “If you want to know more about how to use Heavy Qi blast, look for me.”
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