"Damn it, I don't believe this…!"
After a grueling hour of exchanging blows with Ryker, Ji Shuchun lay face first on the white desert sands, breath coming in heaving gasps as she clutched the bruises on her ribs.
"You're tellin' me. You seriously held out like this for an hour, huh?"
Meanwhile, Ryker stood looking down at her with a weary grimace, letting out a sigh. This girl wasn't as well behaved as Wen Xiaodan; even after it was clear who was going to win their fight, she still refused to admit defeat until she was unable to move.
"Well done. I'm impressed that your skills have grown to such an extent in only a few weeks."
Beside him, Xia Qingge politely clapped her hands, as if she wasn't the reason that he had wasted so much time here. If it weren't for her interfering with any attempt he made to disengage from Ji Shuchun, he could have left them both behind a while ago.
