Ye Jingqiu stood tall and straight, as proud as a plum blossom. Her jade-like skin, fairer than snow, seemed to glow under the night's lights.
Her name suited her—she was truly beautiful.
She was widely acknowledged as the number one beauty of the entire Dongqi University Martial Arts Team.
Of course, this was all said in private. Anyone who dared comment on her looks to her face would first have to consider how sharp Senior Sister Jingqiu's Treasure Sword was.
"I'll use the Prajna Palm. You use the Five Ancestors Fist!"
Ye Jingqiu said coolly.
"Yes, Senior Sister."
Zhao Rui was a little disappointed. 'She's only using the Prajna Palm? This sparring session is kind of a bust, then.'
Seeing Zhao Rui agree and take a Five Ancestors Fist stance, Ye Jingqiu wasted no time. She attacked with a Compassion and Universal Salvation.
Zhao Rui, unafraid, decisively stepped forward to meet her attack.
