Indistinct chatter revealing both shock and excitement reached his ears. He didn't know whether it just started or the adrenaline had blocked it out before like the pain.
His arms burned now, his muddy consciousness slowing the healing process.
The sudden loss of tension had sent his body into shock. Fortunately, his strengthened body and supplementary Qi allowed him to recover somewhat.
Leaning onto his sword, he got up and faced his surroundings.
Then came the announcer's words. "Huang wins, Ku Lo obtains thirteen points."
"TRASH SON!" Under the Ingen banner stood a raging man who screamed into the arena. People around him seemed to attempt to calm him down, but he continued unhindered. "Unfilial mut that begs me to participate, then runs to challenge a mountain!"
