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Ximen Rongcheng braced his saber against the ground and knelt on one knee. His green robes had long since been soaked in blood, like red plum blossoms blooming in winter-a harrowing sight.
Three savage bear-claw marks crossed his chest, leaving flesh mangled and bloody, testimony to the ferocity of the battle.
Beside him, Ximen Rongchen slumped against a tree, his face pale and his breathing faint. Zhong Bai lay limp on the ground like a puddle of mud, all his former vigor gone.
The three men's ragged breaths rose and fell in the still night, mingling with the cries of distant dusk crows. The blood-scented wind through the woods carried the lingering echoes of a bear's roar.
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Not far away, Xiong Ba's corpse lay sprawled on the ground, his darksteel bracers shattered to powder and scattered everywhere.
Saber wounds crisscrossed his body, several deep enough to expose bone. Black-red blood kept welling out beneath him, staining the ground a dark crimson.
On his back, hidden from view, a sword wound had pierced straight through his heart. It was this strike that had ended his savage life.
Ximen Rongcheng's throat bobbed as he swallowed. His voice sounded like a blunt blade scraping a whetstone as he said, "Thank you for lending us your aid, Senior. I am deeply grateful."
Lu Xueying raised her delicate hand slightly, wisps of profound ice sword qi flowing around her fingertips. "Focus on regulating your breathing and healing your wounds. I will head to the Central Courtyard to observe the battle."
With that, she moved, drifting toward the Central Courtyard.
In truth, someone like Xiong Ba was exceedingly difficult to kill.
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