In a world where martial prowess reigns supreme, almost all matters are resolved through duels.
Feng Yueya knew she definitely couldn't swallow her pride, so she decided to make her admit defeat thoroughly to avoid any underhanded tactics from her later on.
Taking the Black Iron Sword from her waist, Feng Yueya raised her arm, unwilling to show weakness and accepted her challenge.
"Since you want a duel, come on!"
"Draw your sword and bring out all your strength to fight me! So no one can say I won a dishonorable victory!"
Tsk! Another Du Lilan!
Feng Yueya mocked openly "In your eyes, I am a Seventh Rank Sword Master, but looking at your Spiritual Power, you are a Fifth Rank Great Sword Master. A Fifth Rank Great Sword Master challenging a Seventh Rank Sword Master, and you still say such things."
Hai Ruoyan choked on her words, her face turning from pale to flushed.
