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Clang!
A sword burst like a dragon through a ring-pommel sword[1], sending a hulking brute crashing into the river.
The boat deck was littered with corpses, while many others had been made to rest at the bottom of the Grand Canal.
This had been Ling Ruoyu’s twenty-seventh duel in just a few short hours. She had already consumed several of the pills that ancient senior had given her just to keep going. If it were not for those pills, this endless gauntlet of combat would have crushed even a seasoned veteran.
“Your last strike was too restrained,” Zhao Changhe commented from the side, swirling his wine. “Had you chopped rather than thrust, the outcome would’ve been cleaner.”
He never guided her mid-battle, as that would only be a distraction. Instead, he offered pointed, succinct critiques after each encounter.
“Ah, that guy with the soft whip earlier… Why’d you engage him at range? You should have rushed him. Whips are useless up close.”
“There were frogmen swimming beneath the hull. Good thing this is a ship of the Demon Suppression Bureau and your subordinates handled...
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