Fa'er raised his hand to rub his earlobe, which was flushed and stinging with pain. The disdain that had been in his eyes when he looked at Fusheng was long gone, replaced by a fanatical, obsessive fervor.
He did not wait for Fusheng to make the first move this time; instead, he braced himself and launched an attack. Fusheng met him head-on, his face alight with a fighting spirit.
As the fight progressed, Fa'er grew increasingly alarmed. He realized that Fusheng seemed to handle his attacks with ease, and his techniques were bizarre and unique, leaving Fa'er completely baffled. If things continued this way, he would surely lose the bout.
Chapter 55