Hearing Xiao Yan agree so readily, Xun'er could not help knitting her delicate brows, a plainly visible trace of worry entering her clear eyes. She gently tugged at his sleeve and urged him in a soft voice.
"Brother Xiao Yan, you... really shouldn't act rashly."
She phrased it tactfully, but everyone could hear what she meant. A lower-ranked fighter taking on a higher-ranked one was no longer a spar-it was a one-sided beating.
Yet Xiao Yan seemed not to hear the concern in her words. Instead, he waved a carefree hand at her, a mysterious smile appearing on his face.
"Don't worry, Xun'er. A mere Xiao Ning is nothing to fear."
With that, he abruptly stepped back, bent his knees slightly, held one hand palm-forward in front of him and curled the other into a claw behind him. Lowering his body a little, he struck a pose that looked utterly strange and ridiculous to everyone else, even letting out a low shout as though he meant business.
"Today, I'll show him what real 'Kung Fu' looks like! Ha!"
At the sight of Xiao Yan's absurd opening stance and the confidence on his face that all but proclaimed, "I'm a peerless master," Xun'er and Xiao Ning both fell into an eerie silence. A few black lines practically appeared across Xun'er's fair forehead, and she sighed inwardly in resignation.
Brother Xiao Yan... really has caught it from Xiao Yi. Even his behavior has become so... indescribable.
Xiao Ning, meanwhile, froze for a moment before the disdain on his face deepened. He snorted coldly, thinking that this useless trash was not only weak, but had lost his mind as well. It must have come from spending too much time with Xiao Yi, who was always spouting bizarre nonsense.
Since the words had already