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It felt almost as if Yue Hongling’s actions were a direct rebuttal to what Han Wubing had said earlier.
Han Wubing had believed that because Yue Hongling cultivated through the legacy of the Sword Emperor, her meeting him face-to-face would inevitably bring disaster, just as Yuxu had once been overwhelmed by the Dao Lord. That was why he had warned her.
Yet Yue Hongling, by her very conduct, proved the exact opposite. Faced with the Sword Emperor’s arrival, she not only showed no fear but instead issued a bold challenge of her own.
Facing hardship without retreat, advancing without stopping—this was the backbone of a true swordsman.
Han Wubing admired her for it. He himself was the same. And naturally, so was the Sword Emperor.
“I have no interest in breaking the Four Idols Formation,” the Sword Emperor said lightly. “I choose the second option. If you lose, I will take White Tiger with me.”
He said it so naturally as if it were only proper and right.
Lady Three and the others exchanged strange looks. He was under no obligation to accept the challenge. He could have simply refused. Yet to everyone’s astonishment, he actually agreed without hesitation.
The third-ranked ancient demon god, the very embodiment of swordsmanship across the mortal realm, was willing to duel a young woman barely in her twenties! A girl who had likely eaten fewer grains of rice than the number of swords he had wielded!
Just what is up with the brains of these swordsmen?
There was no longer any need to restrain the maddened White Tiger. Han Wubing himself stepped forward and easily subdued him, dragging him to the side. Under Han Wubing’s hand, the once-raging White Tiger behaved like a tame kitten, obedient and docile.
The others spread out discreetly, forming a faint perimeter in case of unforeseen events, while Yue Hongling stood quietly in the center...
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