The Last Turnaround (2)

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Pfft —

Feng Wu's fists kept landing on Xuanyuan Yi's forehead, chest and back…

"Ahhh —"

Xuanyuan Yi kept vomiting blood and could barely stand up.

"So, is Feng Wu going to win?!"

"Xuanyuan Yi is going to die today, is that it?"

"I would never have thought…"

"Poor Xuanyuan Yi…"

"Feng Wu is so scary…"

In the VIP section, even the empress dowager couldn't help but lean forward and clench her handkerchief, to say nothing of the members of the Zuo and Feng families. Their attention was firmly fixed on the arena.

"This Feng Wu is an interesting girl," thought the empress dowager to herself.

She had been able to turn things around in a situation like this, which was beyond everyone's expectations. Even the empress dowager, who had disliked Feng Wu since the beginning, had a slightly different opinion of the girl.