Before Chu Qianfeng could even recover from his sudden realization of sword intent, Bai Zhirou (Jiang Ye) had already charged straight toward Sima Lie.
“Junior Sister, no! Come back!” Chu Qianfeng's face paled instantly, and he roared in panic.
There was an insurmountable chasm between Qi Condensation and Foundation Establishment! This was not a gap that could be bridged by sheer, reckless courage. He raised his longsword, intending to rush forward to rescue her.
“You foolish ant!” Sima Lie's face twisted into a savage expression. Looking at this Qi Condensation cultivator who actually dared to charge at him, his eyes filled with cruelty.
The long whip in his hand was infused with the violent true qi of a mid stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. Like a black python baring its fangs, it tore through the air with a piercing sonic boom, lashing straight down at Bai Zhirou's exquisite face!
This single whip strike was enough to instantly blow the head of any Qi Condensation cultivator into a mist of blood!
However, a scene that made it impossible for anyone present to keep a straight face unfolded!
At the exact moment the long whip was about to brush against her forehead, Bai Zhirou's delicate body glided half a step to the side in an almost horizontal slide, smoothly dodging right past the wind of the whip.
The moment she executed this perfect dodge, the world seemed to instantly plunge into a strange slow-motion sequence.
With her back to her opponent, the young girl slightly raised her head. Her face wore an expression that was thirty percent mocking, thirty percent casual, and forty percent conceited. Her right hand naturally and smoothly swept backward from her forehead, elegantly brushing through her long hair before freezing in an incredibly cool pose.
At this moment, the wild wind, the swirling dust, and the shocked expressions of Chu Qianfeng and the others around them all seemed to become mere background props to highlight her frozen, showy pose.
The air fell into a bizarre, dead silence.
The disciples of the Azure Mystic Sect felt an indescribable sense of weirdness looking at this movement. It was incredibly smooth, but for some reason, it made their toes curl, giving them an overwhelming urge to dig a hole and hide.
Even Sima Lie, who was just about to change his stance, was completely thrown off by this sudden, showy display, freezing right where he stood.
“Holy crap, I just installed that Indian perfect dodge mod in my last playthrough. The enemy literally clipped right through me, and it still worked?”
Jiang Ye grumbled frantically in his mind. The main issue was that he couldn't change it back right now; if he wasn't careful, this might become a permanent skin.
Inside his mind, Bai Zhirou had completely lost her mind. “Fiend from Beyond! Didn't we agree last night that you would behave like a proper human from now on? You've completely abandoned your humanity!”
...
Chu Qianfeng could no longer keep his composure.
He had initially thought this Junior Sister Bai was just an impulsive, hot-headed rookie. Yet, not only did she easily dodge a full-strength blow from a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but she actually... she actually had the leisure to flip her hair?!
You're a Qi Condensation cultivator fighting for your life against a Foundation Establishment powerhouse, and you're busy showing off? Does this make any sense?
Chu Qianfeng's mind began to race furiously, and the way he looked at Bai Zhirou gradually turned to utter horror. Could this newly joined Junior Sister Bai actually be some hidden powerhouse traveling the mortal realm incognito, intentionally playing games with juniors like them?!
For a moment, the disciples of both the Azure Mystic Sect and the Yin-Yang Sect let their imaginations run wild, their expressions shifting through a kaleidoscope of emotions.
On the field, Sima Lie was undoubtedly the angriest of them all. Because he felt deeply humiliated!
This woman, while dueling him, actually had the leisure to flip her hair and show off! This clearly meant she didn't care about him, a peerless genius of the Yin-Yang Sect, at all!
“Bitch! I want you dead!!” Sima Lie roared hysterically. His true qi surged violently as the long whip in his hand instantly transformed into a flurry of black shadows. The dense web of whip afterimages blanketed the sky like a giant black net, crashing down with immense, savage pressure!
This move instantly blocked all of Jiang Ye's escape routes. There was simply nowhere to run, nowhere to hide!
Inside his mind, Bai Zhirou was so terrified she wanted to close her eyes. Once again, she heard the demon's excited murmur:
“Perfect timing—parry!”
Clang! Clang! Clang!
A series of crisp, metallic rings suddenly echoed across the entire field.
Jiang Ye had easily deflected the overwhelming net of whips using the longsword in his hand.
The sky full of whip shadows shattered with those few crisp sounds, and Sima Lie suddenly felt his body go stiff, completely unable to move.
Before Bai Zhirou could even recover from her shock, Jiang Ye's muttering rang out in her mind once more:
“Stunned. Let's squeeze in two hits!”
Slash, slash.
Jiang Ye closed the distance at lightning speed, his longsword instantly carving two bloody gashes across Sima Lie's chest.
“Charged attack. Roll forward, squeeze in another hit!”
Just as Sima Lie recovered from his stun, he instinctively tried to charge up a major technique. However, Jiang Ye executed a crude roll along the ground, rolling right between Sima Lie's legs and delivering a backhanded slash.
“Delayed attack. Roll, roll again, punish the recovery animation, squeeze in another hit!”
“He's about to enter phase two. Prepare to roll and dodge.”
...
The onlookers could only watch this bizarre and utterly discordant scene play out.
This exquisite young girl was currently rolling frantically all over the ground, completely abandoning any sense of image.
Rolling, sliding, stabbing from the ground—there wasn't a single shred of the elegance expected of an immortal cultivation sect. It actually looked rather crude and underhanded.
But she couldn't exactly be called a street brawler either. After all, what ordinary mortal could pin a mid stage Foundation Establishment cultivator to the spot and aggressively trim his toenails like he was some old sow?
The sect cultivators all wore extremely awkward expressions, completely unable to keep their composure, as this scene went entirely beyond their wild imagination.
After several rounds of this.
The once impeccably dressed Sima Lie was now covered in shredded clothes, his hair disheveled, panting like a bull. His body was covered in dozens of bloody gashes of varying depths, looking for all the world like a bloody mess that had just crawled back from a battlefield.
In contrast, other than getting her clothes a bit dirty from rolling around on the ground, Jiang Ye didn't have a single scratch on her.
While catching her breath to recover stamina, Jiang Ye muttered to himself:
“Even though this is a top-tier starter account with a built-in 100% stat bonus and armor penetration, the level is too low. Without any skills, my damage is still too much of a chip-damage grind.”
He waited for a while, but seeing that Sima Lie still showed no reaction other than his messy hair, he couldn't help but complain:
“Damn, does this guy think that just letting his hair down counts as entering phase two? The mechanics design for this mini-boss is way too lazy!”
Sima Lie's face was contorted with rage.
Though he was furious, his heart was filled with utter shock.
This girl before him was able to precisely dodge his every move. The moment he tried to change his stance, she would slide across the ground and slash him twice.
This girl was absolutely not some Qi Condensation cultivator! She had to be an old monster with profound cultivation who was intentionally humiliating him!
“Damn it... It looks like I have no choice but to use that talisman treasure! Even if I get scolded by the elders later, it's better than losing my life here!”
A trace of madness and heartache flashed through Sima Lie's eyes. Gritting his teeth, he did not hesitate to pull a talisman treasure emitting a dark, eerie black glow from his spatial ring!
Jiang Ye raised his eyebrow slightly, somewhat surprised. “Holy crap, this mob actually has a hidden phase-two move like this?”
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