As Luo Feihuai had said, Luo Feiyun was quite wary of this Song Xixi.
Luo Feiyun was a Level 4 Martial Artist and a scion of a noble family. Even he held Song Xixi in such high regard, which genuinely sparked a trace of curiosity in Jiang Fan.
But judging by the current situation, aside from being somewhat quiet, there seemed to be nothing unusual about this Song Xixi.
"Senior Brother, please guide me!"
After Song Xixi stepped onto the platform, she said shyly.
Her opponent was a burly young man, broad and sturdy. How could he withstand such a scene? He hurriedly stammered,
"Okay, okay, I definitely won't hit too hard!"
At that moment, he had completely forgotten that his opponent was the top student from a top-tier Martial Arts University. Instead, he had taken Song Xixi for a delicate young woman.
Song Xixi smiled sweetly at that.
"Thank you, Senior Brother!"
"Then I'll begin!"
Hm? Begin?
At that moment, the host's command rang out from the platform.
Before the young man's mind could react, his vision blurred.
Bang!
His body flew up involuntarily!
"Ah!"
A shriek like a slaughtered pig rang throughout the arena.
The entire arena fell stunned!
In the spectators' eyes, that petite figure erupted with tremendous energy in an instant. With just one strike, she sent flying a young man nearly twice her size.
Such strength was terrifying!
Even more chilling was the fact that she had remained exceedingly polite, accomplishing everything with a smile from start to finish.
A demoness!
The same word surfaced in everyone's minds.
"Third match, Song Xixi of Second Martial Arts University wins!"
At the host's announcement, Song Xixi once again returned to her obedient appearance.
She stood on the arena and bowed in turn toward several directions around the