Ji Rong catches sword

The right handed shield wielder was the next to fall, as Ji Rong caught his blade in one hand, earning a bloody gash in his palm before slamming a lightning charged knee twice into the boys groin, while Gan’s remaining arm was tangled in the now scowling Lu Feng’s wires. His right arm was growing worse, twitching spasmodically as flowers continued to push out from the gaps in his armor, their petals dripping with fresh blood.

Tournament 5