Lu Yuanfeng trusts Mu Shuangshuang.
However, he doesn't let down his guard, after all Zhao Ping, is a despicable scoundrel.
"Da... Niu, be careful, don't take this lightly!"
Lu Yuanfeng reminded Mu Shuangshuang, who was already preparing for the contest.
"Hmm! Don't worry!" Mu Shuangshuang flashed a reassuring smile at Lu Yuanfeng.
As she turned around, she clenched her fists and faced Zhao Ping straight on.
Seeing Mu Shuangshuang's peculiar stance, Zhao Ping couldn't help but laugh: "A fool who knows nothing dares to challenge me; today I'll make you admit defeat!"
Zhao Ping rushed forward, his fist aimed straight at Mu Shuangshuang's face.
Almost everyone thought that with this punch, Mu Shuangshuang was finished.
But just as the fist was about to land on her face, she dodged it and quickly jumped to Zhao Ping's back.
"I'm here!" Mu Shuangshuang called out to Zhao Ping.
Zhao Ping spun around fiercely, swinging another punch.
