Yan Qing Shan stood indifferently in the middle of the sparring ring in her long cotton shirt, soft jeans and sneakers. She looked as if she was just going for a walk compared to the fully suited up Hong Zhen Yue.
She shook her head discreetly. Was there really a need to change outfits just for a fight? Isn't that just silly? Wouldn't it be more helpful if they simulated real-life fighting instead?
"All right, let's get this straight. I want a fair fight from both of you. Zhen Yue, she's a girl. Spare the face, okay? Take it a bit easy on her. Yan Qing Shan, good luck!"
Xu Lei who immersed himself in being their referee said. Yan Qing Shan frowned. He was doing something uncalled for. She turned to him her face sharp and cold.
"I don't need him to give a handicap nor take it easy on me. Why ask for a fair fight when in the end you're asking that?"
The man stiffened at her words. He scratched the back of his head and laughed awkwardly.
"I'm shutting up. Shutting up."
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