Xia Lei defended himself against Dong Wu’s sword and kept his guard up against Qin Qi’s throwing knives at the same time. The wound on his leg affected his speed and he was suddenly at a disadvantage, forced to the railing by the cliff’s edge by Dong Wu in an instant. 

Qin Qi had locked his gaze onto Xia Lei’s injured thigh and he slowly lifted his knife-throwing hand. 

The cliff’s edge was at Xia Lei’s back and there was no way to retreat. He was in dire straits. 

At that moment, a wooden stick suddenly swished through the air and slammed into Qin Qi’s knife-throwing arm. Qin Qi was hurt and the knife he was aiming at Xia Lei clattered to the ground. 

Qin Qi looked back and saw an angry-faced Liang Zheng-Chun. 

“What are you up to?” said Liang Zheng-Chun angrily, “If you want to fight, fight me!”

Lu Sheng, who had turned up with Liang Zheng-Chun, also said thunderously, “And me!”

Dong Wu, Qin Qi and the woman were three, and Xia Lei, Liang Zheng-Chun and Lu Sheng were also three; their numbers were even. 

More people walked over - some were workers from the venue while some were martial artists who’d come to participate...