The Finals

He charged towards me using an ordinary wind technique which seemed to gather more and more air particles around himself the longer he ran. Finally when he reached about twenty meters away from me, a blue light gathered at his hand as he released it into the air.

‘Wind Sword!’ He shouted. The attack flew right towards my chest. It was too late for me to dodge now.

My fist clutched tightly as I swung it to face the incoming attack. Right when our attacks collided, my body began to shake violently. A shockwave flew outwards which caused us both to move backwards slightly.

We took a moment's rest while looking each other dead in the eye before charging again.

This time I attacked first. I put my hands together and focused my ki inside myself.

I then swung my fist towards his direction. The **** of it flying through the air itself made a loud noise akin to thunder.

My fist moved swiftly through the air creating several afterimages behind me.

His face became grim as he realized my speed and power surpassed his own. His arm quickly flew outwards, pointing at me. Five orbs of air formed before rushing towards me. The pressure and density of the orbs were significantly higher than the one before.

Without thinking I knew I couldn't take them directly like last time so I dodged to my left. All five orbs narrowly passed by me. Unfortunately they also **** me to give up some ground.

Right when I landed after dodging he started running towards me. Before I could react he appeared right beside me and swung a kick with his foot. I had **** but to throw my arms upwards in front of me to block the kick.

A loud sound echoed throughout the arena as he kicked my forearm. Once again a shockwave blew outwards knocking us apart. We were separated by several dozen meters this time.

A pained expression crossed over my face. Despite being able to block it, I can feel the pain spreading through my entire arm. The **** behind that kick was nothing to joke about.

His technique may not be advanced however he clearly practices it daily.

He glared at me, taking note of my reaction to the blow he inflicted on me before he leapt forward again. An orb of air formed in his palm which shot itself towards me.

Once again I tried to dodge but I could not avoid it entirely. One of the orbs hit my shoulder as I moved. It struck me so hard that I heard an audible crack. The **** behind the orb tore my robe clean off and also broke my shoulder bone.

An enormous amount of pain spread across my body.

This damn bastard!

For him to have this kind of strength already and only be at the foundation establishment level was ridiculous. So this was the strength of disciples of a inner sect elder.

Even if he isn't a prodigy in the normal sense, he's definitely one in his own right.

Mugen continued to charge towards me without hesitation, his eyes burning with hatred. I gritted my teeth before jumping straight up into the air avoiding his next attack. I turned my eyes downwards and watched Mugen strike the spot where I just jumped away from.

Just like I predicted he continued his onslaught and kept swinging his fists wildly. He struck the floor causing several cracks to appear on the floor itself. Then he suddenly froze in place as he looked up towards me, realizing I was no longer there.

Then he saw something fall towards him. I twisted my body midair and kicked his stomach with a swift thrust of my legs. That **** threw him into the air above us and I followed closely behind him.

Mugen brought his hands up to grab me and throw me off but unfortunately for him, I had already planned for this scenario and instead latched onto his robes with my hand and pulled myself even tighter.

Now that I was so close, I decided to start using my devouring technique. In the span of two seconds I absorbed almost all of his ki. If I weren't so afraid of the backlash that comes after absorbing so much of someone else's power, I might've continued until I completely drained him.

Now that my hands were free due to absorbing all his power, I immediately grabbed hold of his collar and slammed his head against the roof of the arena several times before throwing him towards the ground. Mugen screamed in agony every time his head made contact with the roof before landing **** on the floor. The elder looked at him for a couple seconds before shouting ‘Aki wins!’

Everyone looked at each other in complete shock.

How did that happen? They wondered to themselves.

The audience went wild with excitement as the tension and pressure inside the arena dissipated instantly. Everyone's eyes were trained on me except for one.

She walked to the middle of the arena, wearing a face that could freeze water. She said in a cold voice ‘Servants, carry the winner to the infirmary now.’ Two figures emerged from the shadows and carried me off to the medical center located within the outer sect.

Every step they took felt like **** as I bit my lip in an attempt to stop myself from screaming in agony.

After a few minutes of walking they reached the entrance to the infirmary. A kind old man greeted us and smiled before helping me sit down on the bed. ‘Don’t worry, you will be fine. You're quite lucky you didn’t injure yourself fatally otherwise you may have needed to pay a hefty sum of spirit stones for treatment.’

I laughed at his words and responded ‘I don’t really have any money at the moment.’

‘Oh don’t worry. Any injuries obtained from the tournament will be paid for by the sect.’

That brings me some relief.

A few hours later, I woke up from my sleep. After looking around, I realized I was alone. At least that’s what I thought.

Suddenly the door opened and Xiulan entered with two servants behind her.