What Zhang Cheng didn't know was that Zhang Xuan was respected by others in Qingye Club, which made people afraid. That was true. Every time Zhang Xuan took action, the bloody scene had already penetrated into the hearts of these senior officials.

Han Wenrou, who was sitting in the main seat of Qingye, turned her head and looked at Zhang Xuan and the others, and her eyes were on Xu Wan for a few seconds. She, who was a detective, naturally knew the identity of Xu Wan, the Lin family, but after only a few glances, she looked at the iron cage again.

In the iron cage, Zhang Xuan stood in front of the girl without movement.

The girl looked at Zhang Xuan and did not move.

Zhang Xuan didn't want to move, just to deal with a little girl, and it was not worth letting him take the move first.

The girl did not dare to move. Before she took action, she could tell the truth and reality of the opponent just by looking at the opponent's pace. But Zhang Xuan couldn't see through it. In her eyes, her opponent looked full of flaws, but she had a intuition that as long as she dared to move, she would inevitably face a thunderous blow.

Time passed by minute by minute, Zhang Xuan stood there easily, but the girl's back was already wet with sweat.

Behind Heihong, four people were sitting, a middle-aged man, and three young men.

Looking at the cage, the middle-aged man sighed, "Your junior sister lost."

"Lost?" The three young men were all confused, "Master, you haven't beaten yet, why did the junior sister lose?"

"Momentum." The middle-aged man said these two words, "You did not play and did not face your opponent directly, so you could not feel that momentum. His momentum was completely beyond your junior sister's control. Including you three, any one of you, will be overwhelmed by this momentum. In the next game, you will go together."

When the three young men heard what the master said, they did not refute. They all nodded with a serious expression. They knew that their master would not talk nonsense.

In the cage, the girl's forehead was covered with sweat, and big beads of sweat slid down her cheeks. She felt that she was not facing a person, but a mountain, towering and tall, covering the sun, making her breathless. At the beginning, she didn't dare to move, but now she was completely immobile, and even her limbs felt a little soft and weak.

Zhang Xuan looked at the girl like this and sighed. He knew that if this continues, this girl would probably collapse. Zhang Xuan stepped forward. He was originally five meters away from the girl. He felt that in an instant, he arrived in front of the girl, raised his fist, and waved towards the girl with a sound of breaking the wind.

Facing Zhang Xuan's punch, the girl didn't even hide, and she stayed there without any movement.

"boom!"

A burst of air sounded in the girl's ear. Zhang Xuan's punch did not hit the girl, but hit the girl's ear.

When Zhang Xuan stopped this punch, the girl's legs became weak and she collapsed. She fell to the ground, gasping for breath, sweating continued to emerge from her body, and her eyes were filled with fear.

"Girl, your strength needs to be improved." Zhang Xuan smiled and stretched out his palm at the girl.

The girl's eyes fixed on Zhang Xuan for a few seconds, and took the initiative to grab Zhang Xuan's hand, allowing Zhang Xuan to pull herself up.

"Thank you." The girl said softly to Zhang Xuan. This was the first time she had spoken since she came on stage.

The middle-aged man sitting behind Heihong saw this scene and shook his head, "Heihong, let's open the cage, we lost."
Chapter completed!