At Northeast Tiger's side, there was sheer shock. They all knew Hu Zizi's strength, although there was a bit of a gap with theirs, she was still much better than ordinary soldiers or even special forces. Yet, this woman had managed to disorient her with only 20% of her strength—who in the world was she?
"Be careful, I'm going to get serious now." Hu Zizi had never faced such humiliation since childhood. Not having to use full strength in a competition was practically contempt towards her. Enraged, Hu Zizi let out a roar and rushed quickly towards Qingluan, her right hand raised in a move called Black Tiger Heart Stealing, aiming for Qingluan's chest.
Qingluan slightly dodged Hu Zizi's attack, stretching out her left hand and slapping hard on her opponent's perky buttocks, "Still too slow."
