"Hey, Huahua, calling you!" Han Xiaoxu lightly pushed the pondering Hua Jinghao from behind Ling Xi, a face full of confusion.
What's Huahua doing spacing out here? If he doesn't get on the field soon, the instructor's fiery temper is going to erupt like a volcano!
"I said don't call me Huahua!" Grinding his teeth and with a sharp glance, Hua Jinghao furrowed his brows; but fortunately, that brought him back to his senses.
"..." Watching Hua Jinghao's retreating figure, Han Xiaoxu helplessly shrugged his shoulders.
Come on, he was just reminding him, and yet he's making so many demands!
...
Two minutes later.
Pupils contracted, Ling Xi watched the battle on stage intently.
Compared to their past exchanges on the ring, Hua Jinghao's skills had improved a lot.
