He beat her so badly yesterday, she had disliked him for a long time, and today she finally got her revenge! Happy, happy, really happy.

Tu Ran couldn't suppress a smile on her face and her mouth never closed.

Xie Xu stood up unsteadily on his knees and glanced at her. "Stop showing off and continue practicing."

"Ah? Still need to practice?" Tu Ran suppressed the smile on her face and looked back at him, "Why don't you take care of the wound on your face first? I seemed to hear the sound of a bone breaking just now."

Xie Xu raised his hand and touched his chin. It hurt a little and seemed to be swollen, but it was not a big deal.

"It's okay, keep practicing."

Tu Ran moved her knuckles a few times and whispered, "Don't blame me if you get disfigured."

After that, she rushed forward again.

The two men fought hand-to-hand again, punching each other flesh to flesh.

There is a saying that goes, one should not be too cocky.

Just before ten minutes had passed, Xie Xu kicked her in the chest.

Tu Ran's body moved in a parabola and crashed into the crowd outside the ring.

That’s right, outside the ring.

She didn't even land on the soft mat of the ring.

He fell directly onto the hard floor.

“Ah… fuck…”

Tu Ran's tone of voice changed depending on her position.

Finally, end with a thick "dong".

"It hurts..." Tu Ran's body twitched and she curled up into a ball.

A group of people gathered around, all with sympathetic looks on their faces.

Just by listening to the sound, they knew how much pain it was.

"Please pick me up..." Tu Ran said weakly.

They hid away one by one faster than anyone else. What's the point of showing such sympathy now?

"Why are you lying on the ground? Come up and continue." Xie Xu's voice came from the ring.

Tu Ran wanted to cry but had no tears. Couldn't she just lie down? "If you don't come up, I'll let them throw you up."

Tu Ran knew that he was really capable of doing such a thing.

Struggling to sit up, she managed to stand up with the help of someone beside her.

Then he limped up the stairs, holding his waist, and returned to the ring.

Tu Ran was originally very angry.

But when her eyes fell on Xie Xu's cheek, which was swollen beyond recognition, she burst out laughing.

Forget it, I won't bother with him. After all, I have created such a dazzling masterpiece on his face, so I will just forgive his harshness.

"Do you want to continue?" Tu Ran asked.

"You have almost practiced this item. Let's move on to the next one." After Xie Xu finished speaking, his eyes fell on the stage.

"Wang Baobao, bring up two knives."

Wang Baobao? That's a really... good name.

Tu Ran looked at the boy called Wang Baobao, who had a chubby face and looked very festive.

He quickly ran to the wall, took out two long knives, and threw them up from under the ring.

Xie Xu caught one in one hand and handed one to Tu Ran.

He took two steps back, keeping a certain distance from Tu Ran.

"In the Threshold, firearms are not necessarily as useful as cold weapons." Xie Xu looked at the long knife in his hand, and inadvertently, he saw his swollen right cheek from the reflective blade.

Xie Xu: …

"Why?" Tu Ran had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter. She simply did not understand what he was saying and asked in confusion.

Xie Xu came back to his senses and glanced across her face with a sharp look in his eyes.

Tu Ran quickly hugged her cheeks with both hands.

She realized why Xie Xu had such an expression.

"What do you want to do? You are allowed to hit me in the face, but I am not allowed to hit you? We are even now, so don't try to hit me." Tu Ran said alertly.

(End of this chapter)