
It doesn't feel like this year's annual competition has finished. The Fire Sect, which had not been the strongest sect for many years, had now become the winner, how not, several times the match had always been won by the young swordsman of the Fire Sect.
Wong Mo Gei, Wa Hua Wa and Chek Pei always come out as match winners. Now the ones who had still not competed with them, and the only one who would become their rival was Wang Man Chu of the White Cloud Sect.
Today was the third day of the competition match, which today was the last day of the match between the young warriors of the seven remaining sects.
Some of the people who will be fighting today are.
Wong Mo Gei of the Fire Sect was against Cho Yun Pha of the Black Cloud Sect.
Cheque Pei of the Fire Sect versus Wang Man Chu of the White Cloud Sect.
Wa Hua Wa of the Fire Sect opponents Sin Yin of the Ice and Water Sect.
Sin Yin was the son of one of the guides of the Ice Sect, Sin Yin's mother was from the Water Sect. Sin Yin's divine spirit power was an ice dragon, white in color.
The bustling atmosphere inside the palace plaza of Yin and Yang, was common during this annual competition match. The residents flocked to the royal square, old, young, children all came just for the sake of watching the holy spirit matches that they rarely saw in everyday life.
"next match! Cheque Pei of the Fire Sect against Wang Man Chu of the White Cloud Sect!"
There was the call of the mediating jury on the stage of the competition. Not long after, Chek Pei was seen walking with Wong Mo Gei and Wa Hua Wa, the two friends drove Chek Pei all the way to the edge of the competition arena.
"Cek Pei, we support you, be careful" Wong Mo Gei said, "I can't help you" he added.
"Your support, is the strongest help I have," Chek Pei replied with a smile. Pei's cheque also jumped lightly on the stage of the match arena.
Wa Hua Wa was there, though she didn't say much. The beautiful girl in red stood beside Wong Mo Gei.
From the corner next to him was seen Wang Man Chu of the White Cloud Sect entering the stage of that competition arena. The young man was quite handsome and dignified, with a smile on his lips. Wang Man Chu took the stage.
"Are you guys ready?" ask the mediating jury, firmly.
"We are ready, Uncle, " replied Wang Man Chu and Chek Pei together. The two without orders directly saluted each other. They were both familiar and awkward again, being on the stage of that competition.
Especially for Wang Man Chu who had been the champion of the competition for two years in a row. Pei's cheque even though he only joined this year, Pei's cheque repeatedly took the stage in three days.
The mediating jury quickly stepped back, "You want to complain of unhappiness, or directly pit the power of the holy spirit?" ask the mediating jury.
"If I choose a battle of glory first, Uncle," replied Chek Pei.
"What about you, Wang Man Chu?"
"alright... Remember, this is not an actual fight, it's just a competition match, try not to endanger the lives of your opponents" the mediator said, advising.
"Alright, Uncle," Cheque Pei and Wang Man Chu replied in unison. The two young men immediately retreated towards their back about three steps back.
"I go first, Cheque Pei! Goodbye...!" w.a.n.g Man Chu's loud words started his movement leaping rapidly towards Chek Pei with both hands forming claws.
"Hup!"
Pei's cheque so nimbly avoided Wang Man Chu's claw that looked stiff as an eagle's claw snatched towards his face. With a slight tilt of his head to the side Cheque Pei managed to dodge Wang Man Chu's attack.
"Sha..H...!"
Pei's cheque so quickly thrust out his palm that it also formed claws towards the stomach of the young man from the White Cloud Sect. Wang Man Chu was quite surprised and did not expect that Chek Pei while dodging had given a counterattack.
Wang Man Chu quickly moved around his body while shifting. Wang Man Chu's claw shook towards Chek Pei's shoulder. But Chek Pei so nimbly tilted his body to the left side.
That Wang Man Chu claw attack just passed beside Chek Pei's body. Unknowingly, Wang Man Chu's right foot Chek Pei moved so quickly towards his stomach.
Buk up!
"Akh..!"
The sound of pain came out from Wang Man Chu's mouth, with his body pushed quite strongly towards the back. Until Wang Man Chu's body was held in the perimeter fence of the rink.
Wang Man Chu again stood up straight, who had previously bent over withstanding the pain in his stomach, Wang Man Chu's left hand was seen clutching his stomach which was hit by Cheque Pei's kick earlier.
"Are you okay, man?" tanya Chek Pei looked somewhat regretfully kicking quite hard earlier towards Wang Man Chu's stomach.
"Ukhs.. It's okay, man. Just a little pain," Wang Man Chu replied with a smile after being able to catch his breath. Fortunately Cheque Pei did not continue his attack, otherwise Wang Man Chu would have been pushed back to the outside of the arena.
"Thank God, if friends are okay," said Chek Pei relieved.
"Let's continue,"
"Please, I'm ready at any time," Chek Pei replied as he raised his palm above his waist and in front of his stomach, with his palms pointed forward.
Wang Man Chu again opened his horses with both hands forming claws, the right hand slightly docked in front of the right chest. While the left hand stretches straight slightly bent upward facing forward.
"Yepy...!"
This time Wang Man Chu did not jump to attack Chek Pei with the claws of both of his palms, but he moved quickly from the front direction. Wang Man Chu's finger claw immediately railed towards Cheque Pei's chest. Wong Mo Gei's cousin quickly restrained Wang Man Chu's left arm with the back of his right palm, while Cheque Pei's left palm moved swiftly towards Wang Man Chu's right wrist.
So fast and difficult to avoid both palms Chek Pei moved forward towards Wang Man Chu's chest. The young man flinched, he quickly pulled his body back, bent both his legs towards the bottom, kayang style.
The horrors of Cheque Pei's palm just passed over Wang Man Chu's chest. Pei's cheque returned to attack so quickly that he took a lower kick aiming at Wang Man Chu's two legs. Quickly the young man raised both of his legs while setting his palms against the floor of the rink and saltoed back.
The two young men attacked so quickly. All eyes in that place seemed reluctant to blink, because they did not want to miss one movement from the two young men who were fighting for abilities on the stage of the competition arena.
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