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The atmosphere in the courtyard was tense. After hearing Xiao Ran's words, Duan Li showed no mercy whatsoever in his attack.

Yueying felt a chill creeping over her and realized her clothes had been torn. She thought to herself, this man seems to completely obey the woman inside the room.

"Who is the girl inside to you?" Yueying asked, her tone clearly carrying a hint of curiosity and inquiry.

However, Duanli seemed not to hear her question, but simply gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and in an instant, the sharp sword pierced towards Yueying like lightning.

Moon Shadow fought back with all her might, taking the fierce sword strike. She felt as if the sword in her hand could not withstand such a strong force, and it trembled incessantly in her palm.

She had a vague feeling that Duan Li seemed to be furious at this moment...

What made him so angry?

"You said not to get distracted."

A sudden, sharp pain shot through her legs. Looking down, she saw that her thigh had been cut open, and blood was slowly seeping out, gradually soaking the surrounding fabric.

Looking at the wound on her leg, a sudden glint of interest flashed in her eyes. At first, this man always avoided her, leading her to believe that he was just a half-baked charlatan with no real skills or talent.

But unexpectedly... he had intentionally concealed his strength.

She tossed the longsword aside and then drew a dagger from her waist.

The dagger gleamed coldly, its blade incredibly sharp, seemingly capable of easily slicing through the void. Its handle was carved from bone, smooth and warm to the touch, its unique texture exuding a mysterious aura within its simplicity.

Seeing this, Su Ci couldn't help but smile smugly, and then turned her gaze to Xiao Ran.

"Yingyue is one of the best among my many disciples, but her excellence does not come from the sect's swordsmanship, but from the dagger techniques she developed herself."

Upon seeing the moves Yingyue was using, Xiao Ran felt a sudden surge of intense unease.

Shadowmoon's self-created moves are extremely fierce and ruthless. It is a fighting style that disregards personal safety and only knows how to bravely attack. It has the resolute spirit of "I would rather lose eight hundred of my own to injure a thousand of the enemy".

Duan Li also found it quite difficult to deal with. Ying Yue's figure was as fast as lightning, and he could only barely hold the line and resist wave after wave of attacks like a storm.

Can……

Xiao Ran keenly sensed that Duan Li was gradually becoming able to handle things with ease.

She then turned her gaze to Su Ci sitting opposite her, only to see the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, forming a meaningful arc, as if he had already grasped the situation and was determined to win.

"Master, the bet is not yet settled, so don't be too hasty."

Su Ci glanced at her, said nothing, and slowly raised the teacup to take a sip.

Although Duan Li was injured and forced to retreat to a large tree, he gradually figured out Yue Ying's moves and was now able to deal with them.

The wound on his left arm gradually reopened, and blood flowed down his arm to the trembling hilt of his sword.

The blood stained the crimson sword tassel even darker, dripping onto the ground.

Moon Shadow snorted coldly.

Among her master's many disciples, she was always the most outstanding; everyone would be defeated by her, including...

The man in front of her was barely a match for her.

What a pity.

She slowly raised the dagger in her hand. The cold blade reflected a chilling light under the pale moonlight, exuding a terrifying aura.

Today he will die at her hands.