Tian Leyan's defeat had come abruptly. Under everyone's watchful eyes, she had made just one mistake and lost the entire match.
Below the stage, Chu Xin recalled Escavalier's flurry of thrusts. Even Kaka could not thrust at that speed. It seemed to be a secret technique Genjiro had mastered himself.
Chu Xin glanced at Tian Leyan, who stood dazed on the stage, and sighed regretfully. In the end, she had failed to defeat Genjiro.
With the match over, Chu Xin turned toward the stairs, ready to leave. There was no point in staying any longer. He would be better off heading back to intensify his training for his final showdown with Genjiro.
Genjiro returned the Poké Ball in his hand to his belt. He looked up at the stunned Tian Leyan and curled his lip disdainfully, then turned his gaze toward the departing Chu Xin.
Now that he had defeated Tian Leyan, his next opponent would be Chu Xin.
As he watched Chu Xin's retreating figure, Genjiro's expression grew increasingly solemn. Compared to Tian Leyan, Chu Xin was his true opponent. Only by defeating him could he claim a real victory!
At that thought, Genjiro lost all joy in his win. He turned and left the stage, ready to head back and train for tomorrow's showdown.
Once Chu Xin and Genjiro had left, only Tian Leyan remained on the stage. The nun from the Emei Dojo slowly walked over and stroked her head.
"It's all right, Tian Leyan. You did wonderfully. Go back and get some rest!"
At the sound of the nun's voice, tears welled in Tian Leyan's eyes.
"Master, I'm too weak!"
With that, Tian Leyan threw her arms around her master.
The nun could only sigh helplessly and pat Tian Leyan's shoulder, comforting her.
"It's all right.