Contest, Victory

Su Ying came to the upper area of the training ground and saw Xiao Jin standing in the snow and ice, swinging the spear in his hand. His aura was like a thousand troops attacking. She narrowed her eyes and her hands suddenly felt a little itchy. She felt like fighting. What should she do?

Su Ying was definitely a person whose body moved faster than her brain. As soon as the thought appeared in her mind, she darted to the spot behind Xiao Jin and kicked up the round sword on the weapon rack with one foot. She gripped it tightly and stabbed at Xiao Jin's back.

This rascal was always ambushing her. Today, she had to teach him a lesson!

Xiao Jin was engrossed in his training when he suddenly felt a strong murderous aura lunging at him from behind. He swept the spear in his hand behind him and stabbed it directly at the other party.