Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 2172 Entry into the Sacred Realm

Hooch!

Finished

Before Florus Admon’s words had fully left her lips, the black whip lashed down from above, crackling. with an aura of lightning.

Startled, Florus Admon swiftly darted aside, her steps as light as a butterfly flitting between flowers.

“Not bad for one of the Eight Suprenies. Your reflexes and movement are top–notch.”

Scarlet couldn’t help but admire Florus Admon’s skillf black whip, under Scarlet’s control, transformed into a her opponent.

steps, her own battle spirit igniting further. The warm of writhing black serpents, lunging madly at

Faced with this barrage, Florus Admon found herself battling for her very survival, dodging with every ounce of her skill.

Rocks and trees in the vicinity, struck by the whip’s fiery power, combusted instantly, crumbling into ash.

“Fire is my domain, Florus Admon. What will you do now?”

Scarlet reveled in the ferocity of the duel, her whip lashing faster and faster.

Terrified by the intensity of the clash, the remaining bandits scattered in all directions. Those who were too slow were incinerated by the fiery onslaught.

Leaning against a boulder to shield himself, the heavily wounded Sage struggled to avoid becoming collateral damage.

Watching from a distance, Gautier also retreated further, a rare trace of worry crossing his mind.

Scarlet… She’s only using one hand. Could Florus Admon truly lose this battle?

As his thoughts raced, Gautier noticed something peculiar–a massive tree amidst the flames stood unharmed, as though blessed by divine protection. Atop the tree sat a man, with a tiger resting lazily on the trunk below.

“Yorick?”

Gautier’s heart sank. Since when has the Martial Saint of Shotya come?

Recognizing the situation had spiraled out of control, Gautier knew his best option was to retreat and abandon any hope of intervening in this extraordinary clash.

Meanwhile, Yorick, perched calmly on the tree, finally spoke. “Florus Admon, it seems you’ve stagnated over the years.

Both Florus Admon and Scarlet paused, their shock evident. Neither had sensed this master’s presence until he made himself known.

“Yorick?”

Admon, panting heavily, glared up

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his tone devoid of emotion. “However, I see

poison–tipped needles had struck him, the

all odds, he had survived, earning the moniker “Martial

my true strength?

Florus

arrogance?” Scarlet’s gaze turned sharp, her earlier playfulness replaced by

sat cross–legged on top of the tree with his eyes closed. “Rest assured. I have no intention of interfering unless necessary. My purpose here is to defeat or kill Florus

“An honor indeed.”

Scarlet’s face showed no fear. Her fighting spirit burned brightly as she

be challenged by the Martial

Scarlet was someone different. Her eyes were full of fighting spirit, just like

to defeat me

be trampled. Even though there were not many people there

hands moved like a storm,

a Blossoming Rain Needle

but applaud her mastery of

heavily injured, shouted, regardless of whether Scarlet would.

Scarlet waved the black whip with one hand to block the needles while using her body to protect

an

volley of needles was so dense it seemed inescapable. Yet, Scarlet blocked them with the black

I’m not done yet.”

spun rapidly, channeling her inner energy to execute

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up move.

handle

Strish!

Finished

glowing with internal energy, streaked toward Scarlet like

time, it wasn’t enough. The needles sliced through her whip

case.

“What? Impossible!”

the hair of a Towerine

Puff!