Chapter 1276
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Tao Hu stared at Duan Chaoge. "Good, very good! I don't hit women. Leng Hu, you do it! "
Leng Hu was the only girl in Tiger Wolf.
She stepped out at her boss's order.
As her name suggested, Leng Hu wore a short white fox fur coat and a plain black skirt. Her face was as cold as ice, and her eyes were as cold as ice.
She didn't say anything else. She rushed straight toward Chaoge!
She was as fast as a white fox.
She was so fast!
All the others saw was a flash of white light, and Leng Hu was in front of Duan Chaoge.
She was so fast!
She was a Level 6 Spiritual Grandmaster at least!
Chaoge, on the other hand, was a Level 5 Spiritual Grandmaster. There was a gap between them, but it wasn't insurmountable.
Chaoge wasn't afraid of anything. She wouldn't be intimidated even by a more powerful opponent. Thump!
Thump! Thump!
Their palms met in midair, and they passed each other in an instant.
Duan Chaoge stumbled back seven steps, and Leng Hu took three.
Leng Hu's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Do you think you're worthy of fighting me? Go to hell! "
Before Chaoge could react, Leng Hu struck out again.
Thump! Thump!
Thump! Their palms rained down like lava.
The surrounding onlookers all widened their eyes and stared at the scene in front of them!
Many thought that Duan Chaoge was going to lose.
As far as they knew, a Year 1 student couldn't possibly defeat a Year 2 student.
Moreover, Duan Chaoge had been at a disadvantage from the very beginning.
Thump!
When Chaoge wasn't paying attention, Leng Hu stabbed her sword into her shoulder blade.
Chaoge blanched from the pain and drew in her breath.
However, despite her injuries, Chaoge fought harder and harder.
As time went by, Chaoge was covered in wounds, and the blood on her body looked like blooming plum blossoms.
A closer look showed that there were as many as thirteen wounds!
"Duan Chaoge is going to lose …"
"She has too many wounds. She's going to bleed to death if she doesn't stop now."
"As expected of a Year 2 student. She's so much stronger than us."
"Duan Chaoge fought against a Year 2 senior for so long. She should be proud of herself."
"Yes, the wisest thing for her to do now is to stop fighting and apologize."
…
Almost everyone thought that Chaoge was going to lose, and they all thought that her best option was to admit defeat and apologize.
In the older Year 1 students' section, Feng Sang, Ye Yafei, and the others couldn't help but gloat over Feng Sang's misfortune …
However —
Duan Chaoge had no intention of stopping.
Even if the wounds on her body were bleeding profusely, even if … she was in so much pain that it hurt to even take a breath, her eyes were resolute and her face was resolute!
Duan Chaoge didn't know how to admit defeat!
"Are you going to give up or not?!" Leng Hu held her sword across Chaoge's snow-white neck.
Chaoge smirked. "Admit defeat? You think too much! "
"Then die!" Leng Hu pointed her sword at Chaoge's neck.
Just as she was about to deal a heavy blow, suddenly!
Chaoge reached out and grabbed the sharp blade!
"Oh my god —"
"Look at Duan Chaoge's hands!"
"She's holding the blade with her bare hands! Is she going to throw her hands away?!"
Everyone watched as blood poured out of Duan Chaoge's palms and dripped to the ground.
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