Lu Rushuang first acknowledged Chu Xiaoxiao's point, then changed tack:
"But physique is also Qi Hao's strength. Black Tiger Mountain is renowned throughout the Cultivation World for cultivating both qi refining and body refinement. Its disciples not only master spells, but also possess robust physiques that rival martial artists of their generation."
At these words, Chu Xiaoxiao's face turned deathly pale in an instant.
Just then, with a bang, the wall of sword qi stretching across the Golden Scale Platform burst apart.
This was the signal for the competition to begin.
"It's over..."
Watching the two figures hurtle toward each other on the Golden Scale Platform, Chu Xiaoxiao slumped heavily against the back of her chair.
Once the competition began, she could no longer withdraw her bet.
If Xu Taiping really could not defeat Qi Hao, as Lu Rushuang and Chu Tiancheng had said, she really would have to sell the Prince's Mansion.
Bang!
A violent crash rang out from the Golden Scale Platform.
Looking down, she saw that Qi Hao's body had abruptly swollen to over ten feet tall. With just one punch, he sent Xu Taiping flying backward several feet.
At the sight, Chu Xiaoxiao would almost have sobbed aloud had she not bitten down hard on her lip.
Beside her, Little Martial Aunt Lu Rushuang and Seventh Princess Chu Tiancheng appeared much calmer, having prepared themselves beforehand.
From the pavilion stands next to theirs, however, an enormous cheer erupted.
Judging by the words amid their cheers, they were likely members of the Qi Household from the Imperial Capital.
"Without an advantage in physique, Taiping really will have a hard fight this round."
Lu Rushuang rubbed her chin and murmured to herself.
For ordinary martial artists, a Martial Saint Realm physique could more or less already be considered