Facing Duan Zimu's straightforward compromise, even Su Bei, as a companion, was momentarily stunned. She tilted her head to look at Duan Zimu, speechless and choked up.
Impressive, Brother Duan.
I've seen people who know how to adapt, but never this adaptable.
Even if you really can't beat Mo Shangjun, can't you at least put up a show first?!
"Not bad," Ding Jing praised with a meaningful undertone, then raised an eyebrow at Su Bei. "And you?"
"Let's go for it."
Su Bei stepped forward, speaking straightforwardly.
She didn't have Duan Zimu's courage of "defeating without a fight."
If there's a chance to show off, she certainly won't miss it.
Ding Jing shrugged.
Exactly as she wished.
Previously, during assessment training, she had been paired with Su Bei for sparring, but they always held back, making it hard to determine a winner. Taking this chance... playing around a bit isn't a bad idea.
