Frankly speaking, besides having such an impeccable figure, this woman's appearance can also be considered top-notch. Perhaps not shockingly beautiful, but with big eyes, a delicate nose, and a small cherry-like mouth, even in the eyes of someone as picky as Ye Chen, she is still a beauty.
"Hmph, you still remember me, huh? I thought you had forgotten!" The woman's red lips parted slightly, and her icy eyes almost shot two sharp daggers to fiercely kill Ye Chen. Just from her gaze, one could see the extent of her hatred towards Ye Chen.
"I say, Yao Yue, you've been chasing me for a year now, is it really necessary?" Ye Chen smiled bitterly, gripping the dagger tightly with both hands, and said gloomily, "I've already said, it was a misunderstanding, a massive misunderstanding!"
"Bullshit!" Yao Yue glared at him fiercely and said, "Ye Chen, let me tell you, arguing is useless! Anyone who takes advantage of me has only one outcome, to die!"
With that, Yao Yue's elastic legs suddenly pushed off, turning her whole body into a shadow that rushed towards Ye Chen. A white flash appeared, and sparks flew in the dim room. Ye Chen didn't dare take it head-on; Yao Yue's sword technique was extraordinary, and even with Ye Chen's superior skills, he couldn't match Yao Yue's long saber. After several evasions, he narrowly avoided being hit by Yao Yue's curved saber.
"Stop!" Ye Chen angrily launched himself downward, kneeling on one knee on the ground, gasping as he glared at Yao Yue, and shouted angrily, "If you persist in this relentless pursuit, don't blame me for not being polite!"
"Hmph, if you have the skill, don't hide like a turtle. If you're a man, stand out and fight me honorably!" Yao Yue glared at Ye Chen, her flowing hair appeared slightly disheveled from the fierce battle just now, and a layer of fine sweat emerged on her smooth, pink forehead, mingling with a few strands of hair, making the fiery and enticing Yao Yue even more captivating.
"Don't think I don't dare!" Ye Chen glared at her, the veins on his arms bulging, sweat trickling down his arms, and after the morning run followed by such intense combat, he was gasping like an ox, his eyes bloodshot, seemingly ready to devour Yao Yue at any moment.
"Come on! Let me see how you escape this time!" Without another word, Yao Yue charged at him again.
This time, Ye Chen decided not to dodge any longer; no matter what, he needed to teach this naive girl a tough lesson. His gaze sharpened as he stepped back swiftly, grabbing a wooden stool with one hand and fiercely flinging it towards Yao Yue.
Yao Yue showed no fear, gripping the curved saber tightly with both hands, a defensive sword stance, a flash of white light, and the wooden stool instantly turned into a clump of wood chips. Ye Chen's eyes changed; his body flew up close to the wall, a bow, a point, a stab, every move was exquisite...
The situation changed in an instant; using the wooden stool as a lure, he caught Yao Yue's attention. The constant retreat and evasion had lulled Yao Yue into a sense of security. Ye Chen's sudden strike was as fast as lightning, almost like a ghostly presence, thrusting straight towards Yao Yue's abdomen.
Yao Yue was startled, forcefully changing her position mid-air...
Riiiip...
The sound of leather being sliced by a dagger.
Yao Yue froze, swinging the curved saber towards Ye Chen, who had come in close, with a mighty upward saber stance. The curved saber being the optimal weapon for close combat, she had to seize this opportunity to take Ye Chen down.
Ye Chen failed to strike and retreated swiftly; a dagger against a curved saber was undoubtedly fatal. He decided to create distance and act when the time was right. Once he steadied himself, he was instantly stunned, suddenly seeing a dazzling sight at Yao Yue's chest.