Crunchâ!!
The Twin Crescent Swordsâ face was crushed into the ground. Cracks spread out in all directions like spiderwebs, proof of the pressure forcing him downâeven if it didnât bury him completely.
âGhhâ¦!!â
The sudden pain made him grit his teeth. He immediately focused strength into his danjeon.
Hoooukâ!
Qi surged through his meridians. First, he had to get this damn foot off him somehow.
Butâ
Smackâ!
âGuaahh!!â
A sharp pain exploded in his core. His Qi froze, locked in place.
It felt like his meridians were twisting.
Noâhis meridians hadnât actually twisted, nor had his Qi reversed. If that had happened, heâd already be suffering from Qi Deviation.
Even his defensive Qi techniques were useless. He couldnât even struggle.
Helplessness crept in. It weighed down his limbs and clouded his thoughts.
âHey.â
The voice broke through the tension.
âWhyâd you stop? Keep going.â
It came from the man pressing him into the dirt.
There was laughter in his voice.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âCome on, say something.â
Crunchâ!
âUrgh⦠Ahhck!â
âBark louder. Like the fucking dog you are.â
The pressure on his face intensified.
Even breathing became difficult. At this rate, his skull might actually shatter.
The Twin Crescent Swords gritted his teeth, his mind racing for a way out.
âStill trying to push back? Do you think Iâm an idiotâ?!â
Suddenly, the overwhelming force on his face weakened.
He didnât miss the chance. Summoning all his remaining strength, he swung his arm.
Thunkâ!
The impact shifted the foot just enough. In that brief opening, he twisted his body and rolled away, widening the distance.
âHuff⦠Huffâ!!â
Suppressing the pain, he forced Qi through his body and raised his defensive energy before looking up.
Not that he needed to check.
The voice had already told him who it was.
âStarâ!â
A violent cough interrupted him.
He frowned. The bastard who had just been stepping on his face was now coughing up blood.
Dripâ!