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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shreds, with no intact piece left. Whip marks crisscrossed her body, leaving her

was laughing, a chilling, spine–tingling

on Scarlet her words were directed elsewhere as

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move was originally prepared for you, but

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

I that

the child behind her, was still alive. Only then did

to see what trump card the Eight Supremes have. Don’t disappoint me. As gratitude, I’ll let you taste the third form of Towerine Whipping Dance.

The two women lock

and unwilling to

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

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Admon suddenly extended her arms, her entire form resembling a crimson

from her body like a crimson downpour of arrows, each carrying the force to shatter stone and pierce metal. The

Sage shuddered uncontrollably.

woman hidden so many

was equally

a move once powerful enough to nearly destroy the

form of the Towerine Whipping Dance Bloody

The scene unfolding defied all

in silent disbelief at the reality

earth seemed to pale in comparison to these

flames rained down but were swallowed one by one

resentment retaliated, spitting back fiery

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into blazing, sentient apparitions

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fire beasts that

“Caden…”

in the crossfire. Crawling forward, he desperately tried to shield his commander’s

him by countless measures, swiftly leaped forward and snatched the child in its jaws. Then, he bounded

Oh no!

Despair washed over Sage.

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

savoring this life–and–death

such an opponent was worthy of facing her Towerine Whipping

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

tree where Yorick once stood was reduced

for a long time before finally drawing

stunned to

distance ahead, her

Admon

“What… What’s happening?”

reduced to

had been charred into a