The boxing ring was not to that big. Soon, Zhao Xiaoyu was pushed to the edge of the ring. She would fell off the ring if she continued to step backward.
If Zhao Xiaoyu was defeated by Song Yan in the public eyes, she would feel embarrassed. Therefore, she decided to try her best to fight with Song Yan. She used the inner force to block Song Yan's attacks. Meanwhile, she changed her steps. Suddenly, she disappeared.
Song Yan didn't see Zhao Xiaoyu, but he could feel a sound of wind coming toward his back. Without turning around, he knew Zhao Xiaoyu was behind him. He had been unable to dodge in the past; but now, he had the Intermediate Stamina.
Song Yan immediately squatted down and swept his leg. Zhao Xiaoyu didn't expect Song Yan to react so quickly. She immediately drew back her arm and stepped backward.
But Song Yan was doing the deceptive movement. He bounced up like a spring, and swept his right elbow with 80 percent of all his strength.
Zhao Xiaoyu was unable to dodge. She had to use the inner force to block the attack.
Bang!
A dull thud was heard. Zhao Xiaoyu felt a great strength from Song Yan's elbow. She retreated until she arrived at the edge of the ring.
"Oh my god, did Song Yan take drug? He is so strong." Ye Hu's jaw went slack when he saw their fight.
The rest students were all taken aback.
Song Yan stopped attacking after attacking Zhao Xiaoyu. Although he seemed to have won her, he also felt sick. A strange strength had intruded his muscle. He felt his whole arm aching.
If he guessed correctly, that strength was part of the true Zhao Boxing Art, namely, the inner work of nine-dan breathing method.
"Sister Xiaoyu, we have fought for more than ten movements and I'm not defeated yet. You lost the game." Song Yan smiled.
"Song Yan!" Zhao Xiaoyu's face reddened all over. She didn't expect she would be defeated by Song Yan.
Seeing Zhao Xiaoyu's reddened face, Song Yan felt elated. He asked, "Sister Xiaoyu, are you going to go back on what you have said? Sister Xiaoyu, you are a lady, and I accept that you go back."
Zhao Xiaoyu blurted, "I have my word. Just tell me, what do you ask me to do?"
Song Yan thought for while before he suddenly had an idea. He stared Zhao Xiaoyu up and down viciously.
Zhao Xiaoyu felt uncomfortable when seeing his sight. She stated, "Don't go too far. Nobody gets away with insulting me."
Song Yan laughed, "Sister Xiaoyu, please rest assured. I know what to do and what not to do. I just want you to say "Brother, I won't do it again". Is that okay for you?"
"What?" Zhao Xiaoyu didn't expect Song Yan to say that. Her face changed.
Students off the ring laughed out loud.
"Sister Xiaoyu, come on. Brother Hu has made some money today. He is waiting to buy us the midnight snack." Song Yan urged.
"Song Yan, do you want to die?" Zhao Xiaoyu asked ferociously.
"You can't stand losing."
"Can you change a request?"
"You can't stand losing."
"Fine. Let's wait and see." Zhao Xiaoyu was mad at Song Yan.
Song Yan was not afraid of Zhao Xiaoyu at all. He put his palm near his ear, waiting for Zhao Xiaoyu's words.
Zhao Xiaoyu ground her teeth for a while before she said in a light voice, "Brother, I won't do it again."
"I can't hear you. Did you hear Sister Xiaoyu?" Song Yan asked the students.
"No." The students shouted. They had been beaten by Zhao Xiaoyu before and would like to see Zhao Xiaoyu being beated.
Song Yan spoke to Zhao Xiaoyu innocently, "Sister Xiaoyu, you've heard of them. We didn't hear you."
"Brother, I won't do it again." Zhao Xiaoyu yelled as she cast a ferocious glance at Song Yan.
Song Yan answered, "Good girl. I forgive you."
"Hahaha." The students exploded in roars of laughter.