Darkness

As Hui Yue stood in line, his face was as clear as a lake without any ripples. Although he had just finished a battle, one could not see even the slightest change in his demeanor. He looked just as calm as before.

His eyes were still sharp and ice-cold. His hands were held firmly at his back, and his clothes were without the slightest stain. His hair was unruffled, and no traces of blood could be seen.

His opponent though was not as lucky. Although he too was not bleeding much, he had received scratches from Hui Yue's claws alongside being bruised from the physical attacks that had rained down upon him.

His clothes and hair were a mess, and a thin line of blood could be seen flowing from the corner of his lips. His hands were trembling from a lack of Ancestral Worldpower, and anyone seeing his appearance could tell that he was quite exhausted.

Even though he was in such a miserable state the expression on his face was not one of defeat, but excitement.