The Warrior

Su Xue wasn’t wearing her training clothes. She had on a cute tank top and a little floral skirt. The weather was sweltering, and after training, the girls all changed into cool, light outfits. She was no exception. Keeping everything covered would make her grow little bumps, and they were both itchy and ugly. “What are you trying to do?” When she saw the fat guy lunge toward her, Su Xue didn’t react like the other girls by covering her chest and screaming. Instead, she moved forward, bending down and slipping to the lower left of the man to establish a pivot. Her soft, pale hands grabbed both sides of his collar, and she spun around, using a small force to overcome a much larger one.