Chapter 41 - You Kissed Him?

Silence...

The huge battle arena was so silent that one could hear a pin drop. It was as if the entire scene had come to a standstill.

Everyone stared dumbstruck at the two figures overlapping with each other in the center of the arena. The golden rays of the sun shined on the two of them.

A light breeze blew, causing them to fall. It was as if the two of them had been frozen in place.

"..." Xiao Jing blinked her eyes, and was sure that she was lying on Shen Cheng Feng's body again.

'Un, they were good, at least there was a free meat cushion for her. But why did her mouth seem to have something stuck to it?'

Her eyes looked down and her mouth was pressed together. It was soft and a little cold.

"..." Xiao Jing frantically tried to crawl up from Shen Cheng Feng's body. Perhaps it was because she was too nervous, she lost her hand once again, and her body slipped and fell back.

Shen Cheng Feng expressionlessly watched him clumsily leave his body, and then, he fell back. With a raise of his sinister hand, he directly pushed Xiao Jing to the ground.

Xiao Jing rolled to the side, she raised her head and looked up at the blazing sun in the sky, awkwardly covering her mouth, and in that moment, she did not know what to say.

"Get up and continue." Shen Cheng Feng didn't smile at all, as usual. It was as if what had just happened had no effect on him at all.

Xiao Jing staggered up from the ground, ignoring the different gazes from the surroundings, she coughed lightly: "Captain, although I am a little brave, but I know what's good for me, I lost today's competition."

"Do you know what your score is? From the very beginning, you have been at the bottom. If you were to reach the bottom again today, Team 525 would welcome you back. "

Xiao Jing frowned, what should she do? The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Shen Cheng Feng did not hesitate anymore. A tall shadow flashed in front of Xiao Jing and in the next moment, a fist had struck his shoulder. Xiao Jing was flung out, heavily smashing onto the ground, her shoulder blade seemed to have been broken, the pain caused her face to turn as pale as paper.

"Get up and continue." With that, Shen Cheng Feng appeared like a ghost once again, jumping off the small body that was lying on the ground.

Xiao Jing was powerless to struggle free under his hands and her body floated up high in the air. She gritted her teeth and grabbed onto his wrist with the back of her hand, using all her strength to pull back and escape from his grasp.

Shen Cheng Feng seemed to have expected Xiao Jing to escape his range of control, he raised his leg and kicked.

Lin Qi instinctively closed his eyes, he predicted that no one would be able to dodge Shen Cheng Feng's ruthless kick, they could even imagine the damage that the kick would do to the opponent, maybe even a few of his ribs.

"Damn, you can still do this?" Mu Xi Chi shouted in surprise.

Lin Qi immediately opened his eyes, only to see that under the blazing sun, Xiao Jing was hugging onto Shen Cheng Feng's thigh, he then opened his mouth and bit down, causing Captain a short period of pain. Then, he climbed up to Captain's body and elbowed him on the neck.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh." Xiao Jing wiped away the blood at the corner of her mouth, panting heavily as she watched Shen Cheng Feng who had finally stopped his attack.

Shen Cheng Feng lifted his hand and touched his neck. The slight pain made him pause for a bit, and he squinted his eyes, staring at the scarred figure. In his hands, other than Xiao Yu, the only person who could hold out for so long was Xiao Jing.

This thin and frail body was negligible. He could say that everyone here could knock him down to the ground, or even kill him and cripple him. But now, they had truly parted ways for three days, and they could truly look at each other in another light.

"Captain, will you continue?" Xiao Jing grinned.

Shen Cheng Feng did not pay attention to his provocation, he walked straight down the stage and said to Pei Yi: "A draw."

When he said that, not only was Pei Yi in a daze, the entire camp was also in a mess.

What was a draw? When had he, Shen Cheng Feng, ever achieved a draw in battle?

"No, I lost." Xiao Jing ran forward, as if to prove to everyone that she had really lost, and just as she said that, she rolled her eyes.

Lin Qi swiftly caught his falling body, and anxiously shouted twice: "Xiao Jing? second lieutenant Xiao? "

There was no response, and Xiao Jing fainted in Lin Qi's arms. Pei Yi hesitated for a moment as he looked at their Captain, then asked. "Is it a draw, or did he, Xiao Jing, lose?"

Shen Cheng Feng's eyes stared unblinkingly at the figure that was being carried by Lin Qi, his pupils tightened in the silence.

He waved his hand, and said indifferently: "Defeat, Xiao Jing will lose!"

Then, he waved his sleeve and left.

"Lin Qi, hand him over to the medic. Now it's your turn. Pei Yi pointed to the medics who were treating him.

In the dead of the night, the sentry of the camp was completely focused on the movement of the whole camp.

Inside the infirmary, the air was filled with mist.

On the sickbed, Xiao Jing slowly woke up. Her head was empty for a moment.

The color of the whiteness was a bit monotonous. She originally wanted to sit up, but the moment she moved, her body seemed to have been disassembled.

The pain was unbearable. She seemed to remember what had happened today, the pain in her arms, the pain in her shoulders, the pain in her waist, as if her mouth were aching too.

"You kissed the Hell's King Shen today?" The ridiculing voice sounded from the corner, it was like a clap of thunder, scaring Xiao Jing stiff like a carp, she directly jumped up.