Seeing Wu Danhong injured, lying on the ground in a sorry state, Yun Qingwan's face was full of tension, her expression apologetic.
"Senior Sister Wu, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, I just wanted to stop your attack!"
Yun Qingwan, flustered and at a loss, ran forward, taking Wu Danhong's hand, wanting to pull her up.
"What combat technique did you just use!"
Wu Danhong hadn't yet recovered from being defeated so suddenly, her face showing bewilderment.
She stared at Yun Qingwan, her tone carrying a questioning edge.
Meanwhile, many in the audience were confused.
"What's going on? Wu Danhong has actually been defeated!"
"What just happened? How did Wu Danhong get injured in the blink of an eye!"
"In the exchange between the two, Wu Danhong clearly had the upper hand! What exactly did Yun Qingwan do!"
Most of the audience looked puzzled.
Only Situ Han, Ye Qinghou, and others on the main stand nodded secretly, surprised at heart.
