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No matter how the Goddess of Beauty and Fire cursed and screamed, Gu Xi ignored her and fought at his own rhythm.
After clashing for this stretch of time, Gu Xi had already figured it out. The Goddess of Beauty and Fire had no combat experience—or rather, she did not have much combat experience on a frontal battlefield.
She simply had one life-saving method after another.
Against someone like this, either kill them in one blow or drag things out a little longer. In truth, they were not hard to deal with.
Besides, the Goddess of Beauty and Fire was clearly more focused on that White Gauze Dress. All her paths had been placed on the White Gauze Dress; the Peacock Feather Fan was probably something she had truly had no way of forcibly claiming.
It was obvious that when it came to the path and power of flames, she had not learned to strengthen them at all. Even with Red Equipment in hand, she used it clumsily, not at all like someone who had possessed Red Equipment for who knew how many years.
Most importantly, Divine War on this side had gone through who knew how many rounds, and the Great Goddesses truly could die.
At the very least, neither Gu Xi nor the Goddess of Beauty and Fire believed a Great Goddess holding Red Equipment could not be killed or was impossible to kill.
Judging by the Goddess of Beauty and Fire's current performance, Gu Xi had every reason to believe that whenever Divine War began, the Goddess of Beauty and Fire was always the first to lie down on the ground and wait there for death.
Facing an enemy like this—one whose important