C212 A Duel

Beneath that fiery red T-shirt, her perfect figure was unmistakable. The woman's features were strikingly exquisite, leaving the audience momentarily entranced. They forgot about the competition, their eyes fixated on her.

She approached with an aura that warned others to keep their distance. Stopping in front of Ye Fann, she glanced up and said coldly, "Surrender. You're no match for me