With a light snort, not only did she not dodge, but she also welcomed forward. In the blink of an eye, the two were entangled in battle again, only this time Mu Qianyue was at a disadvantage, seemingly in great peril, yet she repeatedly turned danger into safety, evading the killing strokes.
On the competition stage, the girl was seen wearing a pale purple dress, fluttering like a butterfly, moving nimbly around. Her swordsmanship danced with extraordinary agility and exceptional meaning.
The crowd gasped. If they had been shocked by Mu Qianyue's previous victory, now they could only describe it as admiration.
A ninth-rank True Martial Artist facing a first-rank Spirit Martial Artist, yet she still hasn't been defeated after nearly a hundred moves!
The sharp sword edge grazed Mu Qianyue's wrist, suddenly turning silently to pierce toward Mu Qianyue's heart.
The wind like a knife, intending to end life.
Mu Qianyue suddenly smiled at the approaching Nalan Yu.
