His brows creasing slightly, Tang Yan shook his head. "It's not that I don't dare. I'm just not interested."
"Could it be that Reach the Summit is nothing but a bunch of cowards?" a voice dripping with mockery rang out.
Tang Yan turned toward the speaker. When he saw who it was, his lips curled in disdain. "Whether we're cowards or not, Miss Xue Xiao, why don't you come up and find out?"
Xue Xiao's breath caught at his words. Tang Yan could defeat even Lang Qingyun; she probably wouldn't fare well against him either.
"What's the point of competing with a girl? If you've got the ability, why don't the two of us have a match?" A burly young man walked up beside Xue Xiao and slipped an arm around her waist.
"Han Gong!" someone in the crowd exclaimed at the young man's appearance.
Tang Yan's brow twitched as well. His gaze landed on the name ranked twenty-second on the Black Ranking: Han Gong!
He looked over Xue Xiao's outfit. Dressed entirely in pink, she looked somewhat innocent. Yet the neckline over her chest hung slightly open, offering constant glimpses of an alluring view.
Looking again at Han Gong's hand, already resting on Xue Xiao's waist, Tang Yan guessed their relationship was anything but ordinary.
Moreover, there was a slight looseness about Xue Xiao's brows and eyes; clearly, she was no longer pure as ice and spotless as jade.
So she had latched onto a senior student...
With a cold chuckle, Tang Yan, that foul-mouthed fellow, said with ill intent, "Brother Han Gong, is it? Your strength isn't bad, but your aura seems weak. Clearly, you've been overindulging in a certain something.
"And Miss Xue Xiao's brows and eyes look relaxed, her complexion glowing and rosy. I imagine she