A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

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Chapter 2173 A Woman Who Refuses to Yield

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Florus Admon exhibited her butterfly footwork to its zenith, yet she still took a whip strike.

Her clothes were in tatters, and blood splattered everywhere.

Even Sage found it horrifying to watch.

What level of celestial battle is this?

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If he were in Florus Admon’s position, his only option would be to await death. Yet, she managed to find a sliver of space to escape amidst the consuming flames.

Truly, the title of one of the Eight Supremes was not given lightly.

However, even among the Eight Supremes, escaping unscathed from this attack was impossible.

Florus Admon endured two more whip strikes, leaving her bloodied and bruised.

Even her garments had caught fire.

The pain was excruciating–agony so profound it pierced her soul.

Under the dual assault of physical torment and humiliation, Florus Admon unleashed her full strength, exploiting an opening to release a rain of steel needles like shooting stars

Massive Meteor Needle Technique–a move that gambled life against life.

Scarlet, understanding her opponent’s intention, quickly retracted her whip.

In the next instant, an even more ferocious whip strike lashed out.

It was the second of the Towerine Whipping Dance–Inferno Hell.

In a split second, the mountain peak turned into a sea of flames, even engulfing the great tree where Yorick had been perched.

Yorick had no choice but to leap astride his tiger, dispersing the flames with his internal strength to land safely and continue spectating.

To be honest, witnessing this battle made his journey worthwhile.

These two women were leagues above any master he had faced since arriving in Chanaea.

Amidst the blazing light and a sudden burst of dazzling white, Sage’s lower cultivation level rendered him. unable to gaze directly.

For the sake of survival, he flattened himself to the ground, not daring to lift his head.

When the commotion finally subsided, he cautiously looked up and was shocked to see several bloodied holes on Scarlet’s body.

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marks crisscrossed her body, leaving her drenched in blood, like a

laughing, a chilling, spine–tingling laugh.

Scarlet her words were directed elsewhere

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fortunate. This move was originally prepared for you, but now

reply but acknowledged inwardly that Florus Admon’s prowess had undoubtedly progressed. Her position as

Am I that lucky?”

behind her, was still alive. Only then did she flash an exhilarated grin at Florus

taste the third form of Towerine Whipping Dance. You should count yourself lucky to witness the wrath of the

two women

proud, and unwilling to concede.

dare you, a mere relic of Towerine, a remnant discarded by history, boast before me? Prepare to

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suddenly extended her arms, her entire form resembling a crimson crucifix.

countless steel needles erupted from her body like a crimson downpour of arrows, each carrying the force to shatter stone and pierce metal. The scene resembled a battlefield bathed in a rain

Sage shuddered uncontrollably.

so many needles

Scarlet was equally formidable.

the blink of an eye, she unleashed a move once powerful enough to

third form of the Towerine

all out. The scene unfolding defied all description, leaving

disbelief at

and earth seemed to pale in comparison to these

flames rained down but were swallowed one by one by the black spectral whip.

only that, but the spirit of resentment retaliated, spitting back fiery

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sentient apparitions of

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needles rebounded, morphing into wrathful fire beasts that seemed to possess a

“Caden…”

ignored the risk of being killed in the crossfire. Crawling forward,

tiger, faster than him by countless measures, swiftly leaped forward and snatched the

Oh no!

washed over

unbothered by anything else, bore increasing wounds. Yet, her expression only grew

savoring this

was worthy of facing

moved faster and faster. The scene surpassed even the carnage of Dark Night Island–rocks shattered, flames rolled,

tree where Yorick once

spectacle continued for a long time before finally

his eyes, stunned to realize he

short distance ahead,

Florus Admon had collapsed.

“What… What’s happening?”

of one of the Eight Supremes reduced to her current

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