"Still want to fight? I don't think so." After a period of utter chaos, both Shi Gaofei and Xiaoliu had run out of steam. One's head was covered in lumps, while the other was covered in scratches from his opponent. They lay on the ground, wheezing heavily. The two had just been in a free-for-all, and in the end, it was a lose-lose situation; neither had come out on top.
"HUFF... HUFF..." Shi Gaofei couldn't even stand, but he still glared fiercely at Xiaoliu. He'd taken on lions on the African savanna without losing out, yet here he was, schooled by this scrawny monkey. 'It's absolutely unbearable!'
It was the same for Xiaoliu. Was there any beast in the forests of Emei Mountain that he *hadn't* beaten up? And now he couldn't even take down this little guy. He gripped his stick with a trembling paw, ready to charge back in as soon as he recovered an ounce of strength.
