With a slight sidestep, Han Rushuang dodged the whip swung by the man in white.
Using her Light Skill, she swiftly moved to a spot not far from him.
Her long sword aimed directly at his face, but he hurriedly dodged her attack.
Han Rushuang wasn’t disappointed; instead, a barely noticeable smile appeared on her lips.
With a graceful spin and a flick of her wrist, she created a beautiful sword flower, blocking the whip aimed at her right shoulder.
Hearing the cheers from the little one below the stage, Han Rushuang’s smile widened.
Her right wrist moved quickly,...
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