"You lost!" Huang Ping made his claim loudly as he slammed his spear through Bai Yuan's chest. The force from the impact caused by this attack throws the bandit leader over ten steps away as he coughed some blood out while rolling.
**Cough! Cough!**
"Ahem!" Bai Yuan spit a mouthful of blood off from his mouth. While struggling to get back on his feet, Bai Yuan chuckled like a madman.
He looked nothing like how he was earlier. His messy hair, ragged clothing, and a pair of arms full of bleeding wounds made him looked like a beggar right now.
"What's so funny? If I'm you, I'll be repenting for all the wrongdoings right now while wishing for an instant death!" Huang Ping said as he swings his spear, pointing the spearhead at the ground.
One step followed by another, he came closer to Bai Yuan. The spiritual energy gradually focused on the tip of his Offensive Treasure as Huang Ping prepared himself for a sneak attack from this sly bandit.
Sorry for some later updates. Your useless author is having a slight fever, author's block, privilege update, all coming together.
BTW, please be happy for me to be able to hold the first position in WPC #166 until now. Let's hope I'll win this. Also, do you think I should join the Spirity Competition?
It will be an entry of orcs. I wonder do you guys think I'll be able to do it.