Title

The Unrequited Love Valley disciple who had boasted and bragged about himself grinned and cackled when he saw the female disciple who had lost just before their arrival and was busy treating herself go to the stage. He thought that he got lucky. He shrugged and went to the stage frivolously and in a very relaxed manner. He drew a masterpiece that had three colors flowing around it and created an arc in a very flashy manner. 

"I will say this beforehand, even though you are a woman, I will not show any mercy." His voice was calm, as if he could send her to her feet with just one slash. 

"Enough with the nonsense!" Zi'er stood her ground with her axe, and when she heard his words, she quirked her eyebrows. "Hmph, since you said that Mantuo Villa disciples cannot compare to Unrequited Love Valley, I will give you a chance to prove yourself. Don't be like a sissy who can only run his mouth."