Ye Wanwan blurted out without thinking, "Chu Feng, dodge! To your right!"
Chu Feng was stunned but fortunately, he reacted quickly and immediately leaned to his right. Sure enough, he managed to dodge a punch from Song Zi Hang.
"Attack his left rib!" Ye Wanwan continued.
Song Zi Hang didn't block in time and his left rib was left wide open. He crouched down in pain after suffering a sudden blow from Chu Feng.
Just as Song Zi Hang got back up, ready to attack Chu Feng's stomach, Ye Wanwan shouted again, "Your stomach!"
After a few minutes, Chu Feng, who was initially receiving all the punches, got the upper hand. No matter what moves Song Zi Hang made, he was able to dodge and return a punch.
Song Zi Hang was filled with exasperation and he glared at Ye Wanwan as if he wanted to eat her up, "Chu Feng, who's the one that's not worthy to be a man? A big guy like you has to rely on a woman to fight?!"
Ye Wanwan put on an innocent face and muttered, "Oh, I'm just a girl spewing nonsense yet was able to get you beaten up like a pig. Captain Song, aren't you a little too weak?"
"You..." Song Zi Hang was fuming mad.
It was unbelievable. Ye Wanwan was simply too strange--she was able to predict his next moves not once or twice, but every single time.
Could it be that Ye Wanwan's also trained?
She's a girl, how could that be?!
His father had spent a large sum of money to get him lessons with an internationally renowned master. Even if he learnt only a bit, it was enough. How could Ye Wanwan possibly see through all his moves?
At this moment, students started to gradually crowd around. Song Zi Hang was worried that if they continued, he would lose face in front of everyone. In the end, he could only stare bitterly at the three of them and walk away, "Jiang Yan Ran, you'll regret this!"
After Song Zi Hang left in anger, Chu Feng wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth and walked over to Ye Wanwan excitedly, "Wanwan-jie, you're amazing! How could you predict his next moves like a mind reader?"
Jiang Yan Ran also looked at Ye Wanwan in amazement.
Ye Wanwan coughed lightly, "It's clearer from an onlooker's point of view! Song Zi Hang's skills are garbage; you guys would be able to tell too if you looked closely!"
"Oh..."
The two of them didn't suspect a thing.
"You're bleeding..." Jiang Yan Ran looked at the boy who had injuries on his mouth and eyes. Feeling guilty, she said, "Sorry for dragging you into this."
Chu Feng scratched his head. His ears turned red and he returned to his usual silly self, "Nah, I was useless and didn't protect you well! From today onwards, I'll train hard!"
Jiang Yan Ran didn't know what to say so she said, "I'll go with you to the school nurse!"
Chu Feng wanted to tell her not to trouble herself but Ye Wanwan hinted at him with her eyes, so he swallowed his words and said, "I'll have to trouble you then!"
Jiang Yan Ran turned to Ye Wanwan, "Wanwan, go eat your breakfast first. I'll go with Chu Feng to the nurse."
Ye Wanwan waved, "Go on, go on!"
After Jiang Yan Ran and Chu Feng left, Ye Wanwan stood there looking slightly dazed and thought deeply.
Actually, to those skilled and experienced fighters, it's easy to see through their opponents' tactics and moves.
To people like this, this was as easy as one plus one equals two--a natural instinct.