Chapitre 221: Silent Language Of Love

"Ohhh!!! He is good!!!" May squealed with excitement as she watched the second match. The one who was called the 'Pretty Boy' fought in such a clean way that blood was nowhere to be seen. May could not help but be amazed by his skills.

His fighting form was so graceful and flowy that each of his movements felt like they were moving in tune with each other. The experience of watching such a captivating live duel left her mouth agape as she witnessed how the 'Pretty Boy' swivelled, lunged, charged and did a flying kick in a circular quick motion. 

'This was not a brutal fight. This was art!' May marvelled. That was the first time a guy had ever caught May's attention. 

"I like his moves... There's no blood at all..." May mumbled with her mouth still open and her eyes fixated on the fight.