Xi Ning's heart burned when she saw Zuo Qi's gaze. A flame suddenly shot up in her heart. She pointed at his back and said, "Stop!"
Hearing the voice, Zuo Qi paused, turned around and looked at the pretty girl standing on the stage pointing at him with her eyes wide open, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked quite impressive.
"You, come up!" Meeting Zuo Qi's gaze, Xi Ning flipped his palm and hooked his index finger.
Liang You had quietly retreated to the side when Xi Ning frowned and pointed angrily. Looking at the scene in front of him, a smile flashed in his eyes.
Zuo Qi crossed his arms over his chest and stared at Xi Ning quietly. The new and old students in the venue gradually fell silent. Just when the crowd thought he would go on stage to accept the challenge, a crisp voice suddenly rang out.
"I'll do it." In Xi Ning's sight, a tall figure slowly walked out from behind Zuo Qi. She slowly took off her military cap, put it in Zuo Qi's hand, and did a gorgeous 720-degree somersault, landing steadily in front of her.
When Liang You and other second-year students heard the extremely familiar voice, beads of cold sweat dripped from their foreheads. Didn’t she not come?
Michelle stepped forward, leaned over and lifted Xi Ning's chin. Her emerald green eyes reflected a slightly stubborn little face. "What's your name?"
A warm and fragrant breath gently caressed her cheek, and Xi Ning replied somewhat absentmindedly, "Xi Ning."
"Xi, Ning." Michelle whispered, her index finger lightly hooked her chin, slowly raised the corner of her lips, and turned to look at Liang You in this posture, "Aren't you going to start yet?
Your posture doesn't look like you're about to start a fight...
Liang You silently caught the beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, walked to the front of the stage, raised his hands, quickly placed them parallel to his chest, and opened them to both sides.
"Eighth Match: Class of 9999—Xi Ning versus Class of 9998—Michelle," he retracted his left hand and slashed down with his right arm, "Begin!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xi Ning quickly turned his head to break free from Michelle's hand, and kicked her waist with a powerful side kick.
However, Michelle only blocked and pushed lightly, and sent Xi Ning's slender and strong legs back.
Xi Ning pursed her lips and then launched a series of straight punches at the opponent's face.
However, Michelle retreated calmly, avoiding one fierce fist after another.
The people in the audience clearly saw the two figures moving left and right on the circular ring, and every time Michelle was pushed to the edge by Xi Ning, she would always twist to the side at an extremely strange angle.
Gradually, not only the audience, but even Xi Ning felt that her opponent, Michelle, seemed to be teasing her.
Suddenly, Michelle raised her right hand, tightly grasped the attacking left fist, and with a beautiful dodgment, quickly came behind Xi Ning, held her right elbow with her left hand, hooked her right foot forward, and firmly controlled her lower body.
Xi Ning was so shocked by this sudden change that the small flame in her heart was instantly extinguished. Her immobility made her feel ashamed and angry, and a larger flame took root deeply in her mind. She never thought that she would be subdued so quickly by this green-eyed beauty!
Michelle slowly moved closer to Xi Ning's back, lowered her head, and whispered softly to her right ear, "Do you still want to fight?"
Her words made Xi Ning's pretty face flush instantly. "Of course I will!" But you have to let me go first. Xi Ning was too embarrassed to say this.
Michelle blinked her green eyes slightly, and raised her eyebrows when she saw the red cloud on her face. "But, I don't want to let you go now."
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