Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

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Love at the Wrong Table

Chapter 2173 A Woman Who Refuses to Yield

Smack!

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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intact piece left. Whip marks crisscrossed her body, leaving her drenched

laughing, a chilling, spine–tingling

fixed on Scarlet her words were directed elsewhere as she

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was originally prepared for you, but now you’re just

He didn’t reply but acknowledged inwardly that Florus Admon’s prowess had undoubtedly progressed. Her position as the

I that

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

Supremes have. Don’t disappoint me. As gratitude, I’ll let you taste the third form of Towerine Whipping Dance. You should count yourself lucky to

The two women lock

proud, and

dare you, a mere relic of Towerine, a remnant discarded by history, boast before

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suddenly extended her arms, her entire form resembling

instant, countless steel needles erupted from her body like a crimson downpour of arrows, each carrying the force to shatter stone and pierce

Sage shuddered uncontrollably.

hidden so many needles on

was equally

she unleashed a move once powerful enough to nearly destroy the military

of the Towerine Whipping Dance Bloody Grudge

unfolding defied all description, leaving words powerless to capture

only widen his eyes in silent disbelief at the reality of what he

to pale in comparison to these two

needles cloaked in flames rained down but were swallowed one by one by the black

that, but the spirit of resentment retaliated, spitting back

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blazing, sentient apparitions of

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needles rebounded, morphing into wrathful fire beasts that

“Caden…”

killed in the crossfire. Crawling forward, he desperately tried to

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

Oh no!

Despair washed over Sage.

anything else, bore increasing wounds. Yet,

savoring

opponent was worthy of facing her

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

where Yorick once stood was reduced

for a long time before finally drawing

to realize he was somehow still

distance ahead,

Admon had

“What… What’s happening?”

reduced to

Admon’s body had been charred into a lifeless