Rules Revised, Rematch

Jun Xizhu's words won everyone's approval.

In the arena, Gu Yunxi and Xu Youwei's battle was already drawing to a close.

More than half of Xu Youwei's spiritual power had been depleted, and the speed she could burst forth with was gradually slowing.

From beginning to end, she had never come within ten meters of Gu Yunxi, remaining suppressed the entire time.

Xu Youwei's expression was ugly, and she felt incomparably stifled inside.

She had only used the Heaven-grade ice sword once, to block that pitch-black shadow brimming with lethal force.

The instant it touched the blade, Xu Youwei felt a terrifying force travel up the sword. Her entire palm, along with half her arm, went numb!

This also convinced her that if she were hit even once, she would instantly lose her ability to fight—if not dead, then wounded!

This is bad!

Because her spiritual power was running low, Xu Youwei's speed suddenly dropped by the slightest fraction, and her pupils contracted sharply.

Seizing the opportunity, Gu Yunxi abruptly blanketed her in a rain of bullets that filled the sky.

A few seconds later, the ear-splitting gunfire came to an abrupt stop.

A victorious smile appeared on Gu Yunxi's face.

She removed her helmet.

Xu Youwei across from her also took off her helmet, her expression cold.

"Huh? Why are you all gathered around here?" Gu Yunxi noticed the customers packed tightly around them and asked in confusion.

The customers were all rather speechless. Did she not know what she had done herself?

"Thanks for letting me win," Gu Yunxi said with a smile as she looked at Xu Youwei.

Xu Youwei nodded without saying anything more.

"Let you win what?" A voice sounded from behind Gu Yunxi.

Gu Yunxi turned around and said in surprise, "Instructor Murong, why