Everyone started fighting and soon the referee called, "Battle Number 31." You Xi Wang patted on his sister's shoulder. He said, "Fight with your all. I believe in you. Don't hold back."
These three sentences affirmed You Zhichi's battle intent. She nodded and her eyes shined. She walked over to the main ring under a lot of gazes. Some projected lust, while some projected adoration. Some even projected doubt and disdain. You Zhichi could hear a lot of whispers.
"She looks so delicate, how can she fight with that barbarian?" a girl spoke.
A friend beside her also agreed, "Yes. That barbarian looks very cruel as well."
Similar statements were issued as You Zhichi walked to the ring. She stood opposite a man twice her size. She was calm and her heart did not ripple. The man stood bare-chested. A sarcastic smirk etched to his face. He spoke in his heavy voice, "I promise, I will break you, Little girl."
