"Slap."
Feeling the continuous touch at his fingertips, Xue Jing realized something was wrong and his expression changed.
Caught up in the fight, he hadn't thought too much, only seeing the distance between his fingers, he subconsciously felt an opportunity and used a flick.
He truly hadn't done it on purpose.
While Xue Jing was still stunned, Meng Qingjiao's palm struck his chest, sending him flying.
She still used Soft Power.
Xue Jing rolled over and stood up, asking Meng Qingjiao with concern,
"Senior Sister, are you alright?"
Meng Qingjiao shook her head.
She gave Xue Jing a deep look, her expression unchanged, and had it not been for a barely noticeable blush on her face, one would think nothing had happened.
The atmosphere turned a bit awkward for a moment, but fortunately, Li Qi broke the silence, "Alright, let's call it a day for today's training."
Hearing this, Xue Jing also breathed a sigh of relief.
