The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO
Chapter 514 - 514 513 Qin Xue Does Not Admit Defeat

514: Chapter 513: Qin Xue Does Not Admit Defeat 514: Chapter 513: Qin Xue Does Not Admit Defeat “Ah, such a pity, the girl in the blue dress just had the chance to defeat the one in the leather jacket with a single strike.”

With nothing else to do, quite a few self-proclaimed experts couldn’t help but start commenting on the two of them.

At this moment, the fight between the two was at a deadlock, making it temporarily impossible to determine a winner.

But the outcome seemed predictable, as time went on, Qin Xue’s inner fighting spirit would inevitably be greatly depleted, and it was very possible she would be worn out to death.

Wang Dadong had also noticed this, and if nothing unusual happened, Qin Xue was likely to lose this match.

“You’ve lost!”

Finally, Xia Yun once again found an opening in Qin Xue’s defense, a victorious smile appearing on the corner of her mouth, followed immediately by a fierce punch aimed directly at Qin Xue’s chest.

If it landed squarely, Qin Xue would undoubtedly be defeated!

Panic surfaced on Qin Xue’s face; she was too late to block this move.

“Use your combat technique!” Mu Ming reminded.

Martial artists practiced martial techniques, those who cultivate fighting spirit naturally used combat techniques, and despite different names, the principle was the same.

It was all about controlling the energy within one’s body.

Inner strength and fighting spirit are like fuel in a car, while combat techniques and martial techniques are like the different efficiencies with which various cars use their fuel.

A tractor could never hope to out-crash a heavy-duty truck.

“Vortex!” Qin Xue shouted.

A blue vortex formed at her chest, just in the nick of time to block Xia Yun’s punch.

Xia Yun immediately felt like her fist had hit cotton, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Moreover, the vortex not only neutralized that energy in Xia Yun’s punch, but after neutralizing her attack, it also generated a pulling force, making Xia Yun struggle to free herself for a moment.

“Flowing Cloud Blade!”

Seizing the opportunity, Qin Xue executed another combat technique.

A water-like whip sprang from Qin Xue’s hands and viciously lashed out at Xia Yun.

With a thud, Xia Yun’s body was sent flying, tumbling out of the ring.

Qin Xue won, and Xia Yun, lying outside the ring with her leather jacket torn to shreds, wore a look of disbelief, not expecting to have lost.

Unable to advance to the second round, Xia Yun sat dispiritedly on the ground.

“Losing is not the end of the world,” Wang Dadong went to help Xia Yun up.

“Don’t touch me!” Xia Yun growled, her expression one of deep pain.

She had been aiming to win the championship but had not expected to be eliminated before even reaching the second round.

Wang Dadong awkwardly withdrew his hand and said nothing further.

Actually, losing was beneficial for Xia Yun.

After all, her path to growth had been too smooth, which led to her arrogance.

Never having faced defeat isn’t necessarily a good thing in life.

How should one put it?

Only failure can keep a person humble, to realize that they are not as impressive as they thought, and there are plenty of people stronger than them.

That is how one makes progress.

Having beaten Xia Yun, Qin Xue too was extremely worn out, panting heavily, and even though she was wearing a mask, one could see from her eyes that she was somewhat excited.

“I challenge you!”

Just when Qin Xue was about to leave the arena, her intention being not to compete but to gain experience and unwind, another challenger appeared.

Qin Xue looked to Mu Ming, saw him nod, and then greeted her new opponent with a salute.

Soon, the two began to fight.

This time, Qin Xue clearly had gained some battle experience, and considering her opponent’s cultivation was slightly lower than Xia Yun’s, Qin Xue once again emerged victorious.

With two consecutive wins, Qin Xue had almost completely depleted the fighting spirit within her, ready to step down from the arena, when a man wearing a Clown Mask slowly stepped onto the stage.

This time, Qin Xue’s opponent was a man who was somewhat thin, with a crew cut.

Seeing this figure, Qin Xue immediately pictured a face in her mind.

“Xue, come down quickly, you are not her match,” Mu Ming called out softly.

The man’s cultivation had clearly reached the Superhuman Realm.

Even though it was only at the Superhuman Realm Beginner Level, it was not something Qin Xue could contend with.

However, Qin Xue acted as if she hadn’t heard, actually giving the man a cupped-fist salute before she struck first.

Boom, Qin Xue’s fist stopped a few centimeters from the man’s mask and then could not advance any further.

Because her fist, was caught by the man.

At this moment, the man still had his other hand behind his back.

Although Qin Xue couldn’t see the man’s face behind him, she could feel the disdain in his eyes.

Hu hu hu!

Qin Xue launched over a dozen punches in quick succession, but the man swayed from side to side, easily dodging all of Qin Xue’s attacks without even moving his feet.

Mortal Realm, Superhuman Realm, the difference in strength was too great.

Boom, the man suddenly lashed out with a kick, striking Qin Xue’s abdomen.

Qin Xue was immediately sent flying, with fresh blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

But Qin Xue quickly got up, “Flowing Cloud Blade!”

The blue water chains lashed out again, sweeping towards the man.

“Trifling trick!”

The man smirked with disdain, throwing a punch that directly shattered the martial technique released by Qin Xue.

Just as Qin Xue was preparing her next move, her pupils suddenly contracted because she realized the Clown Mask was already in front of her face.

Then, her body left the ground, feeling as though her neck was being clamped by iron tongs, making it hard to breathe.

“Xue, concede now!” Mu Ming’s face changed drastically.

In the martial arts competition, killing one’s opponent was allowed.

If Qin Xue did not concede now, her opponent could easily kill her.

But Qin Xue refused to admit defeat, her eyes filled with a stubborn glint.

From such a close distance, Qin Xue had already recognized that this was not the person she thought it was, because their scents were different.

But she just didn’t want to concede.

Even if it was not that person, she didn’t want to admit defeat.

“Don’t want to concede?

Then go to hell!”

A glint of bloodthirsty light shot from the pupils beneath the Clown Mask, one hand holding Qin Xue aloft while the other viciously pounded into Qin Xue’s stomach.

Spurt, Qin Xue’s body immediately bowed, and she vomited a large amount of fresh blood, spraying the Clown Mask’s face.

The blood only further stimulated the man’s ferocity, as he pounded fist after fist into Qin Xue’s abdomen.

With each punch, a large amount of fresh blood was forced from Qin Xue.

In this martial arts competition, killing was not forbidden, so if Qin Xue did not plead to concede, she might be beaten to death.

Even if Qin Xue did concede, if the opponent did not want to spare her, he could still kill her!

Because here, killing did not require one to take responsibility!

“Die die die!” The man wearing the Clown Mask became more and more excited as he pounded away.

It seemed that he had intended to kill Qin Xue from the start.

Most martial artists have at least some tendency towards violence, but while on the mainland, they are constrained for various reasons, having to restrain their own power.

But on the High Seas, with no restraints, the violence within burst forth.

“Kill her!

Kill her!”

Many spectators shouted out such voices.