"U-u-u-urgh!"
Jun coughed blood as the side of his face scratched across the rough rock wall as if it was trying to peel his skin off.
Kourosh pulled Jun's face back and slammed it into the rock wall with a sound that resembled a watermelon being dropped from a great height onto concrete.
Blank-eyed, Jun dropped down to the ground with half of his face's flesh peeled off like a ripe fruit.
He wasn't moving, his eyes were tightly shut, and blood was pooling around his head.
"The match is over—the winner is Kourosh Bahrami!"
The temple priest shouted and then waved his hand for the temple's medical team to take Jun away for treatment.
"Jun!"
Fiona cried out and ran after him while he was taken inside the temple for treatment.
Another point was added to Ghoul Dojo's point score—they were now leading two to zero.
While Ghoul Dojo was in a festive mood, a solemn air hung over Yokai Dojo's students as they were already two losses away from being out of the tournament.
