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?”

was surprised. Meanwhile, Florus Admon, panting heavily, glared up

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the pain from those three needles you drove into my shoulder all those years ago,” Yorick said, his tone

an ambush against Yorick. Though her poison–tipped needles had struck him,

had survived, earning the moniker

think I’ve shown my true strength? Someone

Florus Admon’s trembling fingers

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

interfering unless necessary. My purpose here is to defeat or kill Florus Admon myself. Should she fall to another,

“An honor indeed.”

Florus Admon, Scarlet’s face showed no fear. Her

by the Martial Saint

someone different. Her eyes were full of

to

unwilling to let her pride be trampled. Even though there were not many people there she wanted to defeat

hands moved like a storm, unleashing a flurry of needles like torrential rain

Blossoming Rain Needle

couldn’t help but applaud her mastery of

shouted, regardless of whether Scarlet would. listen to

black whip with one hand to block the needles

an

needles was so dense it seemed inescapable. Yet, Scarlet blocked

I’m not done yet.”

channeling her inner energy to

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up move.

you handle my Moon–Pursuing

Strish!

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internal energy, streaked toward Scarlet like meteors, weaving unpredictably

whip lashed out again, but this time, it wasn’t

case.

“What? Impossible!”

the hair of a Towerine

Puff!