They moved over to ring four and Wu Jian hopped onto the ring, where his opponent was already waiting. Wu Jian paused to stare at the girl’s lean body. His opponent wore a sleeveless training gi, which laid bare her muscular arms. A single bracelet on her left arm stood out due to its golden color. The pink pigment of several scars stood starkly against her tan skin. Light blond hair tied into a ponytail and green eyes made her appear very different from the traditional Shang Kingdom resident. He wondered which country she hailed from.
Her skin tone is almost the same as Mother’s. I wonder if they are from the same country.
“So, you are Wu Jian. I didn’t think you’d be such a cutie.” She eyed him up and down, then licked her lips. “Don’t take this personally, but I’ve been asked to beat you.”
She said it so softly that no one would hear her, and she was facing away from the VIP seating, so the people who could potentially read her lips could not see them.