บท 1229: It Doesn’t Matter

All kinds of judgments and disbelief could be heard from the audience. They were waiting for her to embarrass herself.

Gu Xijiu did not seem to care. She could understand the audience's behavior.

If they were in the modern days, the man would be a grand superstar on stage, and Gu Xijiu would merely be an ordinary person in the audience. An open challenge from a someone in the audience would definitely leave herself open to ridicule.

Gu Xijiu smiled nonchalantly at the audience and emerged on stage by teleportation.

Her movements were graceful. A moment ago, she was still standing amongst the crowd. All of a sudden, she was now on stage, standing face to face with Lan Fei.

Lan Fei was taken by surprise and took a step back. "Goog Kung Fu that you have there!"

"Of course."

"Your Kung Fu will be a highlight in fighting competition. Unfortunately, this is a singing contest. If you fail to impress the audience, you will be humiliated."