75: Chapter 75 The Battle Between Xia Jin and Qi Yun

Early morning.

Lin Le tossed and turned, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

Lin Wan had her back turned to her, the morning light outlining her slender, supple waist and the beautiful curve of her back.

"Mm, big sister." Lin Le gave a small yawn.

"You seemed to come back very late last night... What did you and Qi Bao... get up to?"

Lin Wan's fingers paused slightly as she dressed, then she continued, only letting out a soft "Mm."

"Guess, silly sister."

She turned around, an unusually bright smile on her face.

That smile lacked her usual gentleness and reserve.

Lin Le's eyes, which had been half-closed, widened instantly at the sight of her sister's smile.

She sat up from the bed with a "whoosh," the quilt sliding down, and stammered:

"Y-you guys... don't tell me... don't tell me you've already had the 'clan leaders blessing'?!"

A clear blush finally flew onto Lin Wan's cheeks.

"No." She said in a very soft, but clear voice.

Lin Le let out a long sigh of relief. Thank goodness, thank goodness.

"I told him," Lin Wan said with a gentle gaze, "that I wanted to do it with you."

"I-I have to be there too?!" She repeated, her eyes widening even further.

"Mm." Lin Wan nodded. "You have to be there too. Of course... if you really aren't ready yet, then... big sister can go first..."

"No!" Lin Le blurted out subconsciously, her face turning red, "D-don't you dare sneak off!"

After saying that, she lowered her head, a bit embarrassed:

"Just... just wait for me to get mentally prepared..."

Lin Wan looked at her sister, who was clearly shy yet didn't want to be left behind, and reached out to ruffle her messy hair.

"Alright, I won't sneak off. I'll wait for you."

The subtle, intimate atmosphere between the sisters made Lin Le relax a little.

"Then..." she peeked at her sister, "what... what exactly did you do last night?"

The blush on Lin Wan's face deepened instantly.

She lowered her head slightly, avoiding her sister's probing gaze.

Lin Le could see that even her sister's small earlobes were dyed a faint pink.

After a few seconds of silence.

Lin Wan said in an almost inaudible voice:

"Everything... except... that... we did everything we could..."

"Boom—!"

Lin Le's brain was instantly ignited by this sentence!

"Everything except that... we did everything we could..."

Countless vague and stimulating images flashed uncontrollably through Lin Le's mind.

Kisses, caresses, embraces, tangled limbs, rapid breathing, suppressed moans...

"Wuu..." Lin Le let out a soft cry, her face turning so red it was almost steaming.

Too, too much! Big sister actually did so many "other things" with Qi Bao...!

However, the atmosphere between the sisters was soon broken by cheers and whistles coming from outside the door.

"What's going on outside?" Lin Le's ears twitched.

Lin Wan also collected herself and listened.

The noise seemed to be coming from outside the stone house, and it was getting louder.

The two looked at each other, seeing curiosity in each other's eyes.

"Shall we go out and see?"

"Mm!"

The sisters quickly tidied their clothes and hair, and together they rushed toward the source of the commotion, the makeshift training ground outside the stone house.

Around the training ground, almost everyone still alive in the 01 Tribe had gathered here.

Lin Le and Lin Wan squeezed through the gaps in the crowd to the front row.

"Sister Mo Lan! What happened?" Lin Le asked quickly, seeing Mo Lan watching the field intently nearby.

Mo Lan turned to look at them, her face flushed with excitement and anticipation, and quickly explained:

"It's Xia Jin and Qi Bao! Xia Jin has challenged the clan leader! A pure martial arts duel, no professional abilities or weapons allowed! Sister Shu Qianxue is the referee! I heard... if Xia Jin loses, she has to accept the 'clan leaders blessing'!"

"The 'clan leaders blessing'?" Lin Wan repeated subconsciously, her eyes widening slightly.

"Yes!" Mo Lan nodded vigorously, her gaze returning to the field.

Lin Le and Lin Wan also followed her gaze toward the center of the training ground.

There, two figures stood facing each other.

Qi Yun was wearing only a simple pair of black athletic shorts, bare-chested.

He also took off his usual gear meant for battle, and his upper body was simply wrapped in sturdy animal hide to cover his chest, revealing a large expanse of smooth, toned skin and clear, beautiful abdominal muscles.

His lower body was also in shorts, outlining his long, powerful legs full of explosive strength.

His fiery red short hair fluttered slightly in the morning breeze.

He crouched slightly, fists clenched in front of him, striking a standard combat stance.

Primitive, wild, and full of the purest strength and beauty.

On the sidelines, Shu Qianxue stood a little distance away between the two, holding one hand high, her voice clear:

"Repeating the rules again! Pure martial arts! If you fall for twenty seconds without getting up, or concede, you lose! Get ready—"

Her gaze swept over the two.

Qi Yun nodded.

Xia Jin's blood-red eyes locked onto Qi Yun:

"Don't disappoint me, Qi Yun."

Xia Jin belonged to a pure combat class, so her physical stat bonuses were greater than Qi Yun's, making up for the physical gap between men and women.

But Qi Yun had a higher level.

Right now, comparing just their bodies, Xia Jin was at a slight disadvantage.

"Three!"

Shu Qianxue began the countdown.

The sidelines went quiet instantly; everyone held their breath.

"Two!"

Xia Jin's body lowered further, her muscles tense like a drawn bow.

Qi Yun also lowered his center of gravity slightly, his gaze like lightning.

"One!"

"Start!"

Before the tail end of Shu Qianxue's "Start" had fully dissipated, Xia Jin's figure had already vanished from where she stood.

It wasn't a straight-line charge, but a lateral advance with a strange arc.

In an instant, a low side kick, accompanied by the whistle of tearing air, ruthlessly swept toward the outer side of Qi Yun's supporting knee!

A standard Muay Thai sweep kick, with a tricky angle and fierce force.

If it landed, it would be enough to instantly incapacitate an ordinary person!

Qi Yun's eyes narrowed; instead of dodging, he met the kick head-on.

Before Xia Jin could fully exert force, his shin blocked the incoming leg whip with precision.

"Bang!"

Both their bodies shook simultaneously.

Xia Jin used the force to spin, and her other leg whipped out like a scorpion's tail, the heel whistling as it lashed upward toward Qi Yun's jaw!

The speed of the change, the fluidity of the connection, completely exceeded the scope of ordinary combat.

Qi Yun leaned back slightly, narrowly avoiding the vicious kick, but Xia Jin's attack followed like a shadow.

The kick missed, and she twisted her body strangely, using the centrifugal force of the rotation.

A back elbow strike, carrying the full rotational force of her body, swept toward Qi Yun's temple!

Without the slightest pause!

"Well done!" Qi Yun let out a low shout, bending his right arm to meet the elbow with his own, clashing fiercely!

"Crack!"

A heart-stopping sound of bone and flesh colliding! Both bodies shook violently, and they retreated a step.

Qi Yun was clearly in more pain.

Xia Jin shook her numbed arm, the fighting spirit in her eyes intensifying, and a trace of an excited smile even appeared on her face.

She licked her somewhat chapped lips and lunged again!