Hou Jingshu would have to increase her training, and she would have to see about getting more real-life combat experience. She could not allow herself to be weak. She had to be strong.
With her own battle won, she turned toward the other three battles taking place.
Wu Yong had already won. His opponent lay on the ground, and he was stepping on them with a smug grin as he twirled his sash. The person he fought must have been weaker than her own opponent.
Yin Wuhan was in the process of beating his enemy. He did not have a weapon, per say, unless you counted his fists. He wore a pair of gauntlets, which he used to increase the power of his punches. His foe wielded a cutlass like her opponent, but it was clear he was sloppier than the one she had fought. As he swung his weapon down, Yin Wu
