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.

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

uncovered the terrifying

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

Regret.

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

Scarlet’s smile radiated satisfaction.

a promise

against an even worthier opponent, making its

her adversary was a true master–a Sage–level

a tangible reward, adding a poetic finality to

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

a calculated risk by letting the whip graze him

its weakness.

he launched a ferocious counterattack

carried the sound of rushing wind, the momentum of a

her very being, danged through the air in elegant arcs, colliding with Yorick’s fists in sparks of violent

into vortices, and the

just a battle of strength–it was a duel of convictions, of two distinct interpretations

itself.

move was a harmonious blend of force and grace, creating a spectacle so breathtaking it left

awestruck.

he understood what true martial

Boom!

blows rendered Sage unconscious, is body unable to withstand the energy

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the mountain. He did not

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

Gautier gathered his courage and

see was Florus Admon’s charred

injuries, with fiery wounds all

pool of blood. She seemed

a worthy opponent.”

Scarlet, he reached out

his fingers. Simba then jumped

placed him

your fourth whip. If it weren’t for your demise, I would be the one defeated. Hence, I’ll keep my

putting Caden down, he rode Simba

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