"Look Out"
Boom!
Xin Yan warned her maid before launching an attack with enough power to send her flying backward. Colliding with a stone wall in the back, Wu Ping spat a mouthful of blood.
A pained look appeared on her face, she could feel the tearing sensation spreading from her back to the front of her body. "Arghh!"
Forcing herself to stand up she looked at Xin Yan with eyes full of determination and stubbornness.
Seeing the look in her moist eyes, Xin Yan nodded in satisfaction. "The pain you are feeling, the warm sensation that accompanies it. Force your mind not to pay attention to it."
Lowering the wooden sword in her hand, Xin Yan kept giving instructions to her maid, "Instead focus all of your attention on landing a strike on me. Now that you have taken one of my strikes, it's time for you to try and land a hit on me, remember you only get ten chances before I strike again."
