"I'll try."
Zi Yan tilted her chin up, gazing at Qin Zhen with delight as she waved her fists.
Seeing no way out, Qin Zhen stepped forward, keeping his guard up.
Once the match began, Qin Zhen made no unnecessary moves.
He presumably knew that, given Zi Yan's strength, his eventual fate had already been sealed.
"Senior Zi Yan, forgive me!"
As Qin Zhen watched the relaxed Zi Yan opposite him, his aura suddenly changed. Powerful Dou Qi circulated within him, and he charged toward her.
Zi Yan's pale purple eyes shifted as she watched Qin Zhen rush at her.
She reached out with her small, fair hand and gently grabbed at the space before her.
Qin Zhen, who had seemed so swift a moment ago, was caught in Zi Yan's hand just like that.
To the spectators, it looked as though Qin Zhen had charged straight into Zi Yan's grasp of his own accord, making for an utterly comical sight.
"She seems to have grown even stronger."
At the edge of the Competition Stage, a trace of wariness flashed through the eyes of Lin Xiuya and the others as they watched Zi Yan.
They might have been eager to compete against anyone else, but against Zi Yan, they truly had no confidence of victory.
Zi Yan's body was so formidable that she had nothing to fear from their attacks, and her hands possessed tremendous strength.
Even Yan Hao, who specialized in brute force, could gain no advantage against her.
On the Competition Stage, Zi Yan's small, soft hand gripped Qin Zhen's collar.
Before Qin Zhen could react, he had already fallen into her grasp.
Alarm flashed through his mind. Qin Zhen was about to use the Dou Qi within him to shake off her little hand.
Yet he discovered