Promise

Everyone in their small group turned to look at Nan Hua.

Other students have mostly dispersed after Long Qian Xing came down from the arena because they knew the show was over.

Fang Sheng Lin was dragged to the infirmary.

After all, this idiot man always thought that he was strong and refused treatment but with his wound still bleeding like that, who would believe that he was fine.

So the instructor dragged him away.

Thankfully, the instructor in charge of watching Long Qian Xing and Fang Sheng Lin's battle has always been very strong. So he was able to drag Fang Sheng Lin away for treatment without much trouble.

"You want to challenge me, Hua'er?" Long Qian Xing lowered his eyes and looked at the young girl in front of him. 

Nan Hua nodded. "To practice sparring." So that she can control her strength better. 

To be honest, in terms of real battle, it was not easy to control one's strength to be weaker than how it used to be.