Given Hong Jiaxin's ability, challenging Luo Yang would be difficult for her.
Every time she competed with Luo Yang, Hong Jiaxin wanted to win.
After all, as a top female student, she never admitted defeat.
But her martial arts cultivation simply wasn't on par with Luo Yang, so naturally, she couldn't outfight him.
Now that she was under Luo Yang's control, Hong Jiaxin felt both helpless and annoyed.
She wasn't annoyed with Luo Yang, but blamed her own lack of ability instead.
"If you don't let me down right now, I'm going to get mad! Today, I'm going to flatten you!" she declared defiantly.
"Class president, let's call a truce, then. Here, I'll let you down. Let's study Shadow Fist together. No need to get excited, let's talk this out," Luo Yang said with a smile.
"No, I'm going to beat you up," she said, gasping for breath.
Don't think she was joking; she was dead serious.
As a tomboy, she did things her own way.