"What a fierce battle! It's like they're really trying to kill each other!"
The spectators were shocked by how intensely Hong Xiuqian and Wang Bingbing were going at each other's throats, almost as if they were before their archenemies.
As for the match itself, Hong Xiuqian was successfully blocking all of Wang Bingbing's sword strikes. Moreover, his fists were still in great condition, unlike their previous match, where his fists would be bruised by the end.
As for Wang Bingbing, each of her sword strikes struck exactly where she wanted with deadly precision, and she had almost no wasteful movement.
'They're incomparably stronger than before, and they are still hiding their true strength.' Yuan smiled inwardly, wondering if they were hiding their true strength because of him.
"Sister Wang, I have a better chance of defeating that man. Stop this pointless struggle, and just let me win."