Song Xixi was startled.
As she tried to break free from Jiang Fan, she said,
"Senior Brother Jiang, do you really want to fight me that badly?"
"Don't rush. Once I finish dealing with things here, I'll satisfy you!"
Her figure was nimble as she darted swiftly across the arena.
But Jiang Fan followed her like a shadow. His speed was in no way inferior to hers, firmly sealing off her movements.
Song Xixi was secretly alarmed.
She was petite and had always prided herself on her speed.
She had never expected Jiang Fan to predict her movements and even restrain her.
Clearly, Jiang Fan was already no slower than her.
"No need to wait!"
"How about deciding the victor right now?"
Jiang Fan threw a punch, his tone utterly unruffled.
Song Xixi could not dodge in time and had no choice but to meet him head-on.
'Bang!'
Their fists collided.
Both of them retreated.
As Song Xixi fell back, she glanced at the situation in the arena.
Luo Feiyun had already suppressed her teammates. In a little while, her several teammates would probably be defeated.
By then, Luo Feiyun, Jiang Fan, and the members of Group 5 would surround her. That would put her at a great disadvantage.
Looks like I have to change tactics!
Since she could not shake off Jiang Fan, she would simply defeat him as quickly as possible.
She rubbed her still slightly numb arm, her eyes flickering.
"Since Senior Brother Jiang insists on fighting me!"
"Then Xixi will satisfy you first!"
As she spoke, Song Xixi suddenly launched an attack.
Her hands moved rapidly. The moisture in the air suddenly condensed into sharp Water Blades, which shot toward Jiang Fan like a violent storm.
Jiang Fan's expression changed. He exerted force through both feet