"Slap!"
A crisp slap startled everyone in the classroom.
The moment they engaged, Su Hang took the lead with a slap that sent Qiao Nuan sprawling to the ground.
This was an absolute crushing!
The smile on Chu Ze's face vanished. He subconsciously touched his own face and muttered, "He's hitting the vase-like Qiao of the same realm. Seeing this scene, no one should be too surprised."
"You call this a practical combat class, yet you've proven yourself to be nothing more than a vase," Su Hang said leisurely, hands behind his back.
"You country bumpkin, don't get cocky!" The aura around Qiao Nuan surged, as she elevated her cultivation level to the Grandmaster Early Stage and sprung up vigorously. Lunging forward, she threw a punch that was mighty and ferocious.
Su Hang stepped to the left and took three steps back, dodging Qiao Nuan's attack. He casually picked up a teaching stick and lashed it across Qiao Nuan's buttocks.
"Slap!"
