After agreeing to the spar, Aimer went to the bedroom.
When she reappeared in the living room, the air throughout the room seemed to freeze for a moment.
Aimer had shed the pale gold religious robe that symbolized the High Priest's dignity and changed into a dark purple form-fitting combat suit.
The material of the suit resembled a flowing galaxy, shifting into patterns of varying shades beneath the light.
Clinging tightly to her jade-sculpted body, it vividly outlined the curves of her slender figure.
Her narrow willow-like waist formed a breathtaking curve against the fullness of her chest.
The suit's high collar further accentuated the swan-like elegance of her long neck.
Fine purple crystal glimmers shone at the suit's joints, as though even her breathing carried the pressure of a Supreme Expert.
Her pale golden eyes appeared even more dazzling against the dark combat suit. Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, forming a striking contrast with the streamlined suit clinging to her long legs.
At this moment, Aimer was no longer the High Priest in the temple who pitied all living beings.
She was a Valkyrie who crushed stars beneath her feet on the cosmic battlefield—beautiful, dangerous, and deadly.
"It's just a spar. Did you really need to change into a combat suit?" Xu Jingming swallowed with difficulty.
He could not tell whether his strange feelings stemmed from the breathtaking curves of her waist and hips outlined by the suit,
or from the oppressive aura of a Supreme Expert bearing down on him.
"This time, I'm assessing your strength. Naturally, I'll be going all out." Aimer smiled radiantly, utterly captivating.
Yet Xu Jingming caught a hint of ill intent in that smile.
I'm done for. I shouldn't have challenged Aimer.
He regretted it somewhat.
In the coming spar,