Clasping her weapon securely, Zhi Ruo walked with Zhōngguó towards the exit of the arena. The medics around her that clamoured over the trival injuries on her body, stepped away upon seeing the injuries on Zhi Ruo's body being healed instantly. All of them looked at each other. And a awkward pause hung on the air.One of the medics who was watching Zhi Ruo's match beforehand, could not rip her eyes away from the rolling veins on Zhi Ruo's arms when she moved. She wasn't concerned about Zhi Ruo's injuries, rather, she was more concerned for Zhi Ruo's Qi coiles."Would your coils be fine?" The medic asked, stopping the awkward silence and Zhi Ruo herself. Zhi Ruo looked at the medic who asked the question. The medic knew— knows, that Zhi Ruo was more that qualified to deal with her own injuries, even more than her, 'even' more than her team.She herself was a fan of Zhi Ruo from the start of the tournament. Though she can't show in outwardly because of her profession. The medic saw how
You know that I don't mean that, Zhōngguó sighed at his master's prickly personality. He soon learned to find this personality to be endearing, but in these type of situations, Zhōngguó could not help but sigh helplessly. Though, the ancient sentient weapon could understand that Zhi Ruo was still high on adrenaline.And he who was near her, was the only thing that she could hoggle until she came down from her high. Which was sooner than expected. The moment the two of them went passed the third empty room door, Zhi Ruo was slowly and calmly walking together with her weapon as her breathing evened out.Both of them looked like they were walking a solemn procession. Zhōngguó held Zhi Ruo tightly and securely, and Zhi Ruo rested vigilantly as she walked. She could never put her guard down that easily. Zhōngguó could understand this too. Soon, both Zhi Ruo and Zhōngguó walked and saw a figure in the distance. The girl in Zhōngguó's arms clutched the ancient weapon's hmd more tightly upon
Putting value to a person's actions because they are physically attractive is a very common thing to do. People do it subconsciously in fact, that nobody would even take note of it, or vocalize it out loud. This was what was happening with Ravel. And though he wanted to take another look. His professionalism stopped him, unless, Zhi Ruo otherwise stated.To the tip of Zhi Ruo's lips, unto her supple cheeks, and fair skin. Zhi Ruo was beautiful, a very beautiful woman. And in Ravel's humble opinion, Zhi Ruo's kind of beauty was best be hidden. Just as a woman is beautiful, jealousy would undoubtedly rear it's ugly head.There was a sense of security within Ravel when he realized how beautiful had Zhi Ruo became. Last he saw a glimpse of his master's face, the girl was still frail to the bones, and lacked the luster that she was emitting now.Ravel could waste another 300 plus words in this story to describe Zhi Ruo's beauty, and her destructiveness. But I doubt that any of the readers
The three started conversing, the voice of the announcer who was explaining in great detail as to what importance of the whole tournament is, became a background noise to the remaining contestants. Zhi Ruo in particular, took this opportunity to heal herself, soon, Zhōngguó was back into her hands as she pumped her MP into the weapon.Ravel spared a glance at the weapon on Zhi Ruo's lap, but maintained his smile nonetheless, looking like he saw something but pretended to see nothing. Alberu looked at the butler who sported a half smile , long and hard. Before dropping the topic of buying the servant from Zhi Ruo. He had a feeling that his efforts would be futile attempts if he pressed on any further.Alberu's instincts and his well placed decision was correct, and he couldn't have been more right. It really would have been futile attempt on his part. Soon after a round of congratulations, and banter, mostly thrown unto Zhi Ruo. The three quieted down, Yu Zhúlín and Alberu ate the foo
"Yu Zhúlín vs. Luminof Alberu""Ye Zhi Ruo vs. — "When their attention was diverted unto eachother as they bickered, the brackets were already decided and was displayed unto the board up front. The clear names of the contestant were clearly seen and reflected unto the eyes of every people that was watching.Ravel, for an instant, raised his brows upon seeing the line up. He turned his head to Zhi Ruo with his eyebrows still raised. As if he was asking for confirmation of what he was seeing in front of him. However, Zhi Ruo too, was still looking at the hologram board in front of her."Oh," the girl let's out, her hands went to cup her chin. Her eyes shining particularly bright under her mask despite the lack of light. There was a small unnoticed grin on her lips, and it was becoming more apparent that she was amused. "It seems like I would be fighting as to whoever wins you guy's fight."As Zhi Ruo stated the obvious, Yu Zhúlín and Alberu shared a look. "Or, you would be fighting who
The staff beckoned Alberu and Yu Zhúlín from the entrance of the podium with his hand, Yu Zhúlín and Alberu stood up obediently in swift movements. Zhi Ruo took her time to look at the expression of the two. Rather, she was looking at the expression of Yu Zhúlín. The girl's head tilted to the side seeing the blank, but confident look on his face.Zhi Ruo and already have a feeling as to who she was about to fight, and who was about to lose on this fight. She just hopes that her intuition was wrong on this one. It would be a shame if she was right.However, the situation was playing to their favor on this one. The Ye clan have two contestants contending on winning this tournament. This hasn't happened in more than a decade ago. Actually, the Ye clan winning the tournament hasn't happened in more than a millennia.How would Zhi Ruo know this without communicating with the other Ye clan members? It was because Ravel was already mumbling off facts beside her the moment Alberu and Yu Zhúlí
"You look happy." A old man near Patriarch Ye commented, looking at the humming Patriarch with more amusement that necessary. His brows wiggled along with his beard when Patriarch Ye turned his head towards him. Although the patriarch sighed upon seeing his mug.That didn't seem to dampen his mischievous look. Quite unbenefiting of a man his age. But nobody commented. They looked to be used to his displays. Some even threw their looks of amusement towards him."Is it not normal?" Patriarch Ye replied with a resting smile. Looking at Yu Zhúlín and Zhi Ruo 's name that was hanging on the hologram board. He stroked his short beard and hummed as if he was content. He certainly was in a good mood that one was apparent."Keh," a scoff was heard at the back of the group, this elicited a few chuckles from everyone in the room. Patriarch Ye shook his head with a smile upon hearing the salty scoff. "En, it is quite normal for one to be happy. He, that old foggy, is just sour." Another pipped i
The one with the most complicated feelings right now, would have been Yuan Chuanli. But the boy didn't show any outward expression, but only a furrow of his brows. But even that eventually disappeared. His expression was not fit for a boy his age— domineering, and elegant. Ye Gu Shi could not help but sigh when he saw the expression on the boy's face. The patriarch revealed a smile, his hand reaching to pat the chair of Yuan Chuanli. This garnered Yuan Chuanli's attention, however he did not utter a word when he saw Ye Gu Shi's smile.Yuan Chuanli did not know what to feel. But there was a sense of bitterness that was welling up on the pit of his stomach, when he saw the doting look Ye Gu Shi had when looking upon Zhi Ruo. The bitterness only grew when he recalled the fight that Zhi Ruo put up.And even from the meager information he gathered, he could tell that Zhi Ruo was nothing special. But this 'nothing special' girl managed to get his spot as easily as she breathed. Yuan Chuanl