End of Tyranny, Make a Name

Stunned, Cheng Qingyu stood straight as a ramrod. "The other students in the class are also doing well. Student Chu Heng is not bad, and he has practiced before too."

Fighting with a girl, especially Qin Ran, he was afraid he would go overboard and strike too hard. What if he injured the freshman king of Beijing University?

Besides, Cheng Juan, Old Master Cheng, and his own parents would never let him go.

Cheng Juan ignored him and glanced at Qin Ran.

Under the sunlight, she still heard his words despite being distracted and instantly sobered up.

Fight?

"Report. Can I use my full strength?" She looked up.

Cheng Juan raised an eyebrow and very indulgently said, "Of course."

These days, Qin Ran was a little lazy no matter what she did. However, since she was indeed very talented, Cheng Qingyu had been helpless in the end and had even succumbed to his fate.