"Hah! Surrender? I'm afraid you're not nearly capable enough to do that," Circe spat coldly.

The head elder's face flashed an ugly shade of red at the words. "Alright. I'll just have to see how powerful you are, then."

As the words rang through the air, the head elder turned around. He drew his long sword and charged in Circe's direction. Whew!

The blow the head elder cast used ten percent of his skills, tearing through the air and constricting the atmosphere.

Circe's expression remained stony at the sight of the head elder. She summoned her internal energy, brandishing her long sword to meet him. Clang clang clang!

The air rang with the clashing of weapons. Several rounds later, the head elder felt as if something was off.

How had Circe grown so powerful within just a few years?

The head elder had dueled against Circe five years ago, and she had barely lasted five rounds before losing.

Since five years had passed, the head elder was astonished that he could not hold her down.

Clang!

far too quickly, and the head elder did not duck in time. He could only channel his own blow to meet it. Both blows collided, letting out a low hum. The head elder's face paled as he stumbled backward a

holding back the blood

elites. I can't believe you've improved so much in just a few years. If you think you'll be able

the head elder cried out to

drew their long swords as they

Dipper Formation of the Wudang

as her exquisite features

and was an extremely treasured formation. Circe's chest

far too powerful, and all of Circe's

gradually slower. Her face paled as well,

Truthfully, Circe was incredibly

were to take on

one, none

formed the

a chance to strike and

a dull hum as the blow landed on her back. She

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