Xu Wuyi looked at the crowd. "Next."
A girl stepped forward this time. She was about twenty years old, tall and slender, with her hair tied back in a neat, short ponytail.
"Senior Xu, my name is Su Ya. My Life Energy Level is 28, and I specialize in Whip Technique," the girl said, a long whip of flame materializing in her hand.
Xu Wuyi nodded. "Proceed."
Su Ya didn't attack immediately. Instead, she circled Xu Wuyi slowly, dragging the long whip behind her, its tip tapping lightly on the ground.
She was looking for an opening.
Ten seconds later, Su Ya suddenly moved.
The long whip shot out like a venomous snake, cracking sharply through the air as it lashed toward Xu Wuyi's back. The strike was incredibly fast and came from a tricky angle, a clear sign of long practice.
But it was as if Xu Wuyi had eyes in the back of his head. The instant the whip's tip was about to connect, he sidestepped and strode forward, the whip grazing the corner of his clothes as it passed.
