In the courtyard of the Zhang Martial Arts Hall.
Her fellow disciples had already gathered around.
They watched the two people in the center of the yard with looks of anticipation.
Some were nervous, others curious, and some were simply looking forward to the show.
"Alright! We're here to witness the bet for Senior Sister Zhang's match!"
"Senior Sister Zhang will definitely win!"
"Congratulations in advance to Senior Sister Zhang on getting a new manservant!"
The disciples cheered and clapped, all of them delighted by the prospect of this duel.
This wasn't just about the pride and dignity of the Zhang Martial Arts Hall; it also determined how outsiders would view them.
Just as Zhang Rui, the girl with the pigtails, had thought, plenty of people had come to challenge the Zhang Martial Arts Hall. But aside from a few core disciples from major families who had won by a stroke of luck, no one had ever truly defeated them.
