Yu found herself disgusted with the manners displayed during the fight. No real fighter would justify winning like that. Anyone could hit someone's genitals, but not everyone could win a fight with actual skill. Tough luck gaining Yu's respect.
"That wasn't a real fight! Fight with honor, bitch!"
Lin smiled at the younger woman as she approached her in the 'backstage' area. "First of all, child, he grabbed my tits. Second of all, I think someone's just a jealous little bitch. Now piss off." Lin growled before giving Yu a shove and walking past her.
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"It's not like he tried to fucking, tear your breast off. He's drunk for fucksake."
Yu stumbled backwards, angered with the woman's mannor. She knew that if she ever came across her in a fight, then she better win.
Oh fuck.
Eventually the healers got finished with Shun and it was time for his second match. This time against some athletic looking girl named Lei Ping.
She was younger than Lin, but didn't have Dat Rack. Also she didn't seem to have Dat Ego.
Alright, ladies, post and work this shit out yourselves. I'm taking a nap. I don't feel too good. I'll be back later tonight.
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Shun staggered over to his new opponent and head butted her right in the nose. He'd clearly been drinking again.
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Ping stretched her lean arms, dropped into a vaguely defensive fighting stance - then turned and ran away, to laughter from the crowd. Then she turned and, like a crane, leapt towards Shun. Her foot ploughed into Shun's face with a sickening crunch; Shun looked even less pretty than he had a few moments beforehand.
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The flying kick near enough shattered Shuns jaw and sent him spinning, during the spin his hand managed to find it's way into pings face, not doing anywhere near as much damage as her kick but it was still painful.
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Zhan grinned, "She's good. We should take her." His older sister, Daihua, seated to his other side nodded noncommittally.
"Little Brother lets hope you don't mess this up, huh?"
Zhan scowled at her words; none of his siblings seemed to hold much faith in him, and Daihua had made it clear she was only here to watch him. He was nineteen! Too old for babysitters.
"We know you're not bad," she continued, the unexpected half compliment catching his attention, "but dad's putting faith in you and you've never really been tested before."
This much at least was true. She paused and took in his expression before leaning over and tugging gently on his beard. "Don't pout Little Brother. It really doesn't suit you."
He gritted his teeth but didn't say anything, his fingernails growing subtly longer with his irritation.
Her catlike pupils narrowed and she leant back in her seat, expensive silks rustling. "Well if you're going to be childish," she muttered. "Hooray Lei Ping!"
He returned his attention to the fight, almost feeling sorry for the drunken monk.
Ping spun one leg out away from her body, aiming at the back of the rival monk's thigh. The more malodorous of the pair landed face-first in the dust.
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Almost as soon as he hit the floor shun rolled back onto his feet and shot a palm strike into Pings face breaking her nose.
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