Listening to Ouyang Peishan's words, Baili Xia clenched her fists tightly.
She least wanted to see the Mu Family disappointed, especially her grandfather.
The old master had been so kind to her, even allowing her to participate in the competition. If she underperformed, she would feel that the person she owed the most apology to was her grandfather.
Seeing that Baili Xia gave no response, Ouyang Peishan swung another punch toward her, with the same move and the same speed.
This time, she unleashed all her strength, intending to blast Baili Xia right off the field.
Baili Xia took a deep breath, fixing her gaze on the advancing fist.
In an instant, that punch seemed to slow down considerably.
This time, Baili Xia didn't attempt to block. She stepped directly to the left, dodging Ouyang Peishan's fist by a hair's breadth.
Her foot hooked around Ouyang Peishan's extended right foot. At the same time, her left palm wrapped around to Ouyang Peishan's back and pushed hard.
