Jiang Fan saw Song Xixi looking over and lightly waved his hand.
He had originally thought Song Xixi would jump down from the platform, but unexpectedly, she merely crooked a finger at him from above.
"Jiang Fan, come up and fight me!"
Jiang Fan was instantly stunned.
Was Song Xixi sick or something?
She knew perfectly well that he had come here for business, yet she insisted on making a scene in front of everyone.
Was it really necessary just because he had beaten her twice?
Jiang Fan raised his brows and stood where he was, making no move to accept the challenge.
Seeing that Jiang Fan remained unmoved, Song Xixi did not press him. Instead, she leaped down from the platform and came to stand before him.
"Jiang Fan, how long has it been? You don't even dare accept a challenge anymore?"
Perhaps the setbacks Song Xixi had suffered at Jiang Fan's hands the last two times had been too great. The moment she opened her mouth, her words were dripping with sourness.
Jiang Fan replied irritably.
"There are so many people down there, and they're all your schoolmates!"
"Do you really want to humiliate yourself in front of all of them?"
Song Xixi froze. When she realized what he meant, anger surged across her face.
"You really think you can still beat me?"
"During the Newcomer League, I hadn't even used my strongest move..."
"And last time, I was just careless... I..."
Jiang Fan nodded repeatedly.
"Mm-hmm, right, right!"
Song Xixi's face flushed red with anger.
More than ten minutes later, Jiang Fan and Song Xixi were walking toward the dormitories.
After calming her breathing, Song Xixi was still seething with resentment.
"Hmph, hmph!"
"But it's settled. Once this matter is over, you have to fight me