809: All's fair in war

“That’s right, it’s me.”

Ye Ling frost held her long halberd, looking at Xiao Lingchen, a cold arc gracing her lips:

“I didn’t expect that in just a few years, your strength would have surged to this extent, capable of taking my attacks. Truly remarkable!”

Before her words even finished, Ye Ling frost moved. Her long halberd, like a Dragon emerging from the sea, pierced towards Xiao Lingchen again with a whistling sound.

The long halberd glinted with cold light, each Move aimed directly at Xiao Lingchen’s vital points, clearly showing no intention of holding back.

Xiao Lingchen gripped the Devouring Abyss Black Sword, concentrating as he responded. The Black Sword and long halberd clashed again, the sound of metal striking metal ringing incessantly.

But even though Xiao Lingchen had pushed his strength to its limit, he found himself gradually struggling against Ye Ling frost’s attacks.

Ye Ling frost’s spear techniques were sharp and tricky, each strike carrying the killing Qi honed on the battlefield. Her Moves were tightly linked, giving Xiao Lingchen almost no chance to catch his breath.

In the blink of an eye, after a hundred exchanges, sweat beaded on Xiao Lingchen’s forehead, and his arms felt slightly numb from the continuous impact.

“What exactly do you want to do?!”

Xiao Lingchen finally couldn’t contain his anger and questioned her with a shout.

But Ye Ling frost remained silent, only accelerating her attack. The long halberd rained down like a storm, blocking Xiao Lingchen’s retreat routes layer by layer.

Xiao Lingchen, momentarily careless, was swept on the shoulder by the long halberd. Losing his balance, he plummeted directly from the Third Heaven, crashing heavily into the forest below, stirring up a flurry of fallen leaves.

Before Xiao Lingchen could get up, Ye Ling frost was already there, like a shadow. Her long halberd pointed directly at his chest, about to pierce him through.

Just at this critical moment, a glint of cunning flashed in Xiao Lingchen’s eyes. Taking advantage of the moment when the forest branches and leaves obscured Ye Ling frost’s vision, he suddenly raised his hand and struck a palm towards Ye Ling frost!

This palm was none other than the Wide Robe and Untie Belt Palm he had learned from Chen Ji in his early years!

This palm Move had no real power, but it was surprisingly effective against some women, always working like a charm!

Ye Ling frost was caught off guard. She felt a sudden looseness on her body, and her perfectly worn silver battle armor instantly disintegrated. Her undergarments also tore into pieces, scattering on the ground.

Not even her shoes were left!

Even though Ye Ling frost had experienced countless battles, she couldn't help but let out a surprised cry, her cheeks instantly flushing crimson as she quickly raised her hands to cover herself.

She glared at Xiao Lingchen, both shy and furious:

“Xiao Lingchen! How dare you act like a hooligan!”

Xiao Lingchen, however, didn’t give her a chance to react. Taking advantage of her Divided Soul, he quickly pulled a porcelain bottle from his storage ring and forcefully splashed the inky liquid from the bottle towards Ye Ling frost.

“Petty tricks!”

Ye Ling frost’s eyebrows furrowed, and she casually swatted away the splashing liquid.

The next second, a cold light flashed in her eyes. Before Xiao Lingchen could make another Move, she darted forward like lightning, rushing in front of Xiao Lingchen, and fiercely kicked him in the chest!

With a “bang!” Xiao Lingchen was kicked, falling heavily to the ground. A dull pain spread through his chest, almost making him unable to breathe.

Immediately after, Ye Ling frost took a step forward, her clean, smooth foot directly stepping on Xiao Lingchen’s face.

She glared down at Xiao Lingchen, her eyes filled with shame, anger, and contempt, and couldn’t help but curse:

“I never expected that you, young man, would possess such despicable methods!”

“I’ve only truly seen your character today! You’re nothing but a hooligan and a scoundrel!”

As she spoke.

Ye Ling frost also pressed down harder, grinding her foot on Xiao Lingchen’s face, wishing she could humiliate him thoroughly!

However, Xiao Lingchen, trampled on the ground, wasn’t angry at all. Instead, he took advantage of Ye Ling frost’s inattention...