Ning Sheng lost.
She sat on the ground, lost in thought, seemingly reflecting on what just happened.
In reality, it was inevitable for Ning Sheng to lose. Lu He was ranked fifth on the leaderboard. If she could easily defeat him, then the international rankings would hold no value, and Lu He wouldn't have so many bounties on his head.
"Miss Ning Sheng, are you alright?" Lu He asked.
He was a bit worried. What was going on with Miss Ning Sheng?
He looked at Lu Cheng with a cold expression. "This is all your fault."
With that look, he seemed to be angry?
Lu Cheng laughed, "Are you angry?"
"Lu Cheng, come to think of it, we haven't practiced together in a long time, have we?"
As he spoke, he leaped into action. The way Lu He treated Lu Cheng was entirely different - his movements were harsh and full of killing intent. Lu Cheng stepped backward in surprise, not expecting Lu He to be serious. Unaware to him, his scarf dropped.