Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Love at the Wrong Table:

Chapter 2174 The Fourth Whip–Life Without Regret.

The black whip spun faster and faster, like a chain forged from the essence of a dark star.

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Its length was stained with blood and infused with internal strength, gradually transforming into what resembled blood–black lightning, slashing through their with a chilling hiss.

Scarlet’s gaze was resolute, her face emotionless, like a faite carved from stone.

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Yorick recognized that look.

Once upon a time, he had carried that same pure determination–the burning desire to challenge the strong, to surpass his limits, to prove himself.

Yet, such single–minded warriors were rarely accepted by the world. Over time, he had adapted.

Still, it didn’t stop him from admiring this younger fighter standing before him.

With a calm demeanor, he prepared to confront her all–out attack.

Barchanded and fearless against the threat of her whip, he even wore a faint, expectant smile.

This opponent was exponentially rarer and more formidable than Florus Admon

To exchange blows with such a challenger made his arduous journey worthwhile, revjving the fiery spirit of his youth, when he had lived solely for the art of combat.

The atmosphere froze, as if time itself held its breath in this tense moment.

Sage found it hard to even breathe, his eyes glued wide open, unwilling to blink for fear of missing this once–in–a–lifetime duel.

The next moment, the battle began.

The whip lashed out like a venomous serpent, carrying an overwhelming force as it struck mercilessly toward its target.

However, it wasn’t just the force. It carried something even thore terrifying–conviction.

Yorick could feel it. The whip seemed alive.

Gone were the lamentations of countless Towerine women. The whip had transformed, elevated by Scarlet’s blood and vitality into a pure manifestation of purpose–a purpose that sought a worthy adversary to lay everything on the line against.

Perhaps now, it had found one.

The whip cracked through the air with a sound so sharp and piercing it seemed to split reality itself.

Yorick sidestepped, moving with the speed of the wind, but the whip had its own will and pursued him relentlessly.

spot where Yorick had stood erupted into fragments of stone and debris, leaving the ground scarred and desolate.

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the black whip launched 17 strikes, and Yorick evaded 16 of

the terrifying

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fused with her very essence. Unless one of them fell in battle, this

fourth form of the Towerine Whipping Dance—Life Without Regret. Let our lives conclude in the brilliance of

of pure will, elevated beyond the chains of hatred. to a realm of ultimate freedom. It was like a

Scarlet’s smile radiated satisfaction.

was meant for Emmanuel, a promise forged on the

destiny had led her to unleash it here, against an even worthier opponent, making its

a

reward, adding a

woman of Towering, had only ever sought one thing in her life–to perish in a battle so dazzling that it etched her existence into the annals

taking a calculated risk by letting the whip

its weakness.

he launched a ferocious counterattack with

punch carried the sound of rushing wind, the momentum of

very being, danged through the air in elegant

roared, clouds twisted into vortices, and the very sky seemed to

was a duel of convictions,

itself.

force and grace, creating a

awestruck.

first time, he understood what true martial arts

the

Boom!

impact of their blows rendered Sage unconscious, is body unable to withstand the energy radiating from

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Fourth Whip–Life Without

Gautier had long since descended from the mountain.

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of the mountaintop was very harsh. If it weren’t for him reviewing half of the Dragon Tome, he would have died like

gradually subsided, Gautier gathered his

was Florus Admon’s

injuries, with fiery

feet. Scarlet lay in a pool of blood. She seemed to

a worthy

he reached out and sealed

fingers. Simba then jumped out

and placed him

it weren’t for your demise, I would

putting Caden down, he rode Simba