C183 A Single Strike and It Was over

Xia Yi stood beneath the palace walls, arms folded across his chest, gazing intently at the martial stage in the distance. Zhu Xiaoxiao was facing off against a young man who towered over her by two heads. He silently estimated how long it would take for Zhu Xiaoxiao to take down her bear-like opponent.

"Brother, what did you say to Zhu Xiaoxiao just now?" Xia Ye approached Xia Yi