Seeing that Shen Qinghan had volunteered, Han Yuanfeng had no reason to refuse, so he let her take the field for the opening match.
Soon, Shen Qinghan stepped onto the Martial Platform under everyone's gaze.
Because she was so pretty, the older students in Class 6 Grade 2 all lit up when they saw her.
A few of the more boisterous ones couldn't help heckling from below, shouting to their classmate on the platform, "The junior's so cute! Go easy on her!"
They kept yelling without stopping.
Only after their homeroom teacher shot them a fierce glare did they finally shut up and quiet down.
"Hanhan, you can do it!"
"Teammate, take her down!"
Below the platform, Li Chuxin and He Yu cheered Shen Qinghan on.
Shen Qinghan smiled at them in response, but it was clearly a strained smile, without a trace of fighting spirit.
She knew how weak she was. She knew that once the match began, her opponent would beat her one-sidedly.
No amount of cheering could change that.
In fact, the more people cheered, the more pressure she felt, until it was almost hard to breathe.
"Are you both ready?"
Once the two had taken their positions, the teacher serving as referee asked in a loud voice.
"Ready." x2
Shen Qinghan and the older girl answered at the same time.
The referee immediately raised his right hand, then swiftly chopped it down with practiced ease.
"Begin!"
The moment the words left his mouth, the older girl sprang forward and charged at Shen Qinghan.
Shen Qinghan had been ready for this. She quickly raised her arms to protect herself and took the blows.
She did nothing but take hits, barely fighting back at all.
It wasn't because she was a coward. She knew her own limits and