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Refusing a Toast Only to Drink a Forfeit
"What an ignorant, suicidal brat!"
Qing Daoxun had never been someone with a good temper.
Especially under the influence of her heaven-defying talent, she had been spoiled into becoming utterly lawless.
The moment Qin Shaofeng said those words, it was as though he had touched her reverse scale. She leaped several meters into the air.
In midair, she abruptly changed direction and pounced toward Qin Shaofeng.
She was so fast that even Qin Shaofeng was briefly stunned.
No wonder this girl could suppress Bai Luodan. Her cultivation had already surpassed Thirty-two step by far, far too much.
Even his eyes could not keep up with her movements.
However.
Since he had dared to step forward, he naturally would not be so careless.
His eyes could not keep up with the girl's rhythm, but that did not mean his body could not.
The combat experience he had forged over countless years of slaughtering his way along the brink of life and death meant that he did not need to use his eyes or divine sense to judge his opponent's position at all.
The instinctive sense of danger his body could feel was already entirely sufficient.
The instant Qin Shaofeng handed the battle over to instinct.
His body abruptly turned toward the source of danger, and his right hand shot out, grabbing toward empty space.
He was so fast that he too seemed to become nothing more than an afterimage.
Yet that grab of his seemed almost like a joke.
But the instant his grab landed, a fair, tender arm had somehow appeared in his palm.
And the owner of that arm was none other than Qing Daoxun, the girl whose cultivation far exceeded Thirty-two step.
"H-How