"Little sister, I'm going to snap you out of this," Yi Ren said with a smile. Looking at Si'er standing before her with a fan, Yi Ren's confidence was unshaken. In their usual sparring matches, she had always been the victor; Si'er had never beaten her even once. Wu Tian has only been teaching her for a few days. How much progress could she have possibly made? I'm definitely going to win.
Yi Ren clenched her fists. Spiritual Power churned within her like thunder and lightning, then condensed into her fists, which now looked impossibly powerful.
"Sister, I'm afraid I'll hurt you," Si'er said, still hesitating.
Her words were the last straw. Yi Ren immediately acted, determined to teach Si'er not to adopt Wu Tian's arrogance. Stamping her foot, she shot toward Si'er, her figure tearing through the air. When she was just a meter away, she threw a straight punch.
