As the sun set and the moon rose, the sea slowly began to recede. Occasionally, a few hermit crabs busied themselves on the silver beach.
Qin Fen, holding a can of beer, was sitting with his hand behind him on the sandy beach in a very casual manner. Gusts of sea breeze blew his growing black hair gently on his forehead.
Xue Tian, God knows from where he took out a katana from, was cleaning it. The shining cold blade under the moonlight appeared even sharper than before. His hand moved slowly over the blade with the sea waves.
Kyokushin Genichi was peeking glances at his Master Qin Fen with worship. Not long ago, apart from Xue Tian, Lin Ling, Chen Feiyu, and Du Peng, everyone else had been defeated in one move during the spar.
SPLASH!
