The assessment officially began.
Yue Ming assumed a defensive posture and sneered. "It's not too late for you to admit defeat now. I disdain bullying women!"
Not to be outdone, Cheng Luo threw a punch. Although it missed, it was aggressive. "There's no difference between men and women on the battlefield. Bring it on. You don't have to humiliate me with your words!"
Yue Ming's expression turned cold as he narrowed his eyes and said, "You asked for it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly waved his fist and attacked. The blow from his fist lifted the hair beside her ear. His fist, which was as hard as iron, brushed past her cheek, bringing with it a burning pain.
Yue Ming's skills could not be underestimated.
But…
Cheng Luo wiped the broken skin on her cheek ad her eyes were filled with determination.
