Imperial Arena, backstage lounge.
Sweat trickled down Kai Deng's face, gathering at the chin and dripping down in beads. Sitting on the bench, he gasped for breath, trying to adjust his breathing, his damp white short hair could be wrung out.
His upper body was only wrapped in bandages for support, the curves not very obvious, this was precisely the boss's A-package exchanged as home commodity.
Her chest heaved violently, drenched in sweat.
After two fierce battles, she managed to kill the opponents, but now she had to fight the final round of thirty-two to sixteen.
"This is going to be tough."
As a Netherworld Envoy, Kai Deng was extremely capable in direct combat, but being a thief, she excelled at stealth and surprise attacks. Her physique couldn't handle much more, especially in the Continent Martial Arts Competition filled with bizarre characters. The endurance was running low, she knew the last match was going to be quite risky.
