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Xu Yanwu tried to stall for time, but those rosy clouds could not hold Fu Hua back for long. Flames ignited upon her sword, illuminating the clouds as thoroughly as a blazing sun.

Xu Yanwu's figure was likewise laid completely bare beneath the firelight.

Hidden among the rosy clouds, Xu Yanwu was like someone trying to conceal himself behind a sheet of translucent paper.

Fu Hua spotted his location at a glance.

"???!"

Caught off guard, Xu Yanwu was stabbed in the hollow of his shoulder by Fu Hua's sword.

Though it was only a wooden sword, and Fu Hua had held back somewhat, so it did not cause much actual damage, Xu Yanwu still felt an intense pain.

Yes, it hurt.

Fu Hua's strike to Xu Yanwu's shoulder left him stunned for a moment. He then swung his blade backhandedly and knocked aside the sword in Fu Hua's hand.

Xu Yanwu had originally wanted to keep dodging, but no matter how he hid now, Fu Hua could quickly find him.

The reason was that trace of Great Void Sword Intent attached to Xu Yanwu.

Throughout this process, Xu Yanwu was also wondering whether he should simply stop and let Fu Hua beat him up...

After all, given Fu Hua's personality, she did not seem like the sort to keep obsessing over one matter forever...

Besides, Xu Yanwu sensed that he might really have done something out of line during that unconscious period he could not remember...

Because he vaguely remembered a soft, squishy sensation...

What was soft and squishy?

Xu Yanwu was not quite sure...

But where on his entire body was there anything that could be called soft?

In this Imaginary Space, something soft...

Xu Yanwu sank into thought.

This... was not easy to handle...

Xu Yanwu