Xu Huanhuan listened from the sidelines, her small mouth slightly agape, rendered speechless. Why did people in the martial arts world always insist on fighting at the drop of a hat? Although she knew her father had rarely encountered a worthy opponent over the years and would get restless whenever he met a true master—prompting him to initiate these sparring matches—Chen Xuan really shouldn't have agreed so readily! After all, her father was a titan of the martial arts world and a high-ranking military official; by rank and seniority, he was at least two rungs above Chen Xuan. Thinking of this, Xu Huanhuan’s impression of Chen Xuan soured even further.
Still, since this young Grandmaster had accepted, so be it. She would let her father show off his skills and teach Chen Xuan that there is always someone better out there. At the very least, after this spar, she felt Chen Xuan would have to put away his arrogance.
"Dad, good luck! Your daughter has always thought of you as the best in the world!" Xu Huanhuan clenched her small fist, signaling her father not to hold back.
Chapter 952