C392 One Punch

"Puchi!"

A spray of bright red burst from Hsu Wenxin's shoulder. She was sent flying like a kite whose string had been cut, landing outside the Martial Competing Platform. A hush fell over the crowd.

"Hsu Wenxin lost?" someone muttered, rubbing his eyes in disbelief at the scene before him.

With the many treasures given to her by her admirers