A blood-stained, menacing blade, imbued with powerful spiritual energy, hurtled towards them.
Agares reached into his spatial storage and pulled out his own knife, parrying the blade with a swift movement. His gaze was deep and intense: "You keep your word?"
Jiang Si's face turned red and she said fiercely, "I always keep my word, but if I win, you can get as far away from me as possible and don't ever show your face again."
Agares blinked his dark eyes slightly: "No cheating allowed."
Jiang Si raised her chin: "Whoever cheats is a little dog."
Agares's voice deepened: "Deal!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Si drew her knife and slashed backhand.
The powerful blade energy was barely dodged by Agares.
The blade's spiritual energy struck the wall, and cracks instantly appeared in the solid structure...
Standing at the top of the stairs, dressed in a gentleman's suit and wearing white gloves, Hilt said politely, "Your Highness, upstairs is the young princess's bedroom. Guests are not allowed to enter. You will have to wait for our young princess. I will inform her when she wakes up."
Two loud thuds came from upstairs, which was enough to show that Jiang Si had woken up, and Marshal Agares was deliberately preventing him from seeing her.
She was the child his partner had adopted, so he must have known his partner very well. He used 10 tons of Qingling ore to find his partner's whereabouts from the Boji Chen.
He had already sent people to investigate, but they found nothing. He seriously suspected that General Bo Jichen was not telling him the truth and was just trying to cheat him out of the Qingling Mine.
But Bo Jichen insisted that the reason he couldn't find him was because he used the wrong method and didn't address the root cause, and that it had nothing to do with him.
His only hope now is Jiang Si; only she, only her words are credible. So for the past two weeks, he has visited her every day.
"Your Highness, our young prince prefers quiet, perhaps you should return here first..."
A loud bang interrupted Hilt's words.
The house then shook, and a crackling sound came from outside.
Jiufeng's expression changed, and she quickly ran outside.
Hilt followed closely behind and came outside the house. He saw that the wall he had repaired half a month ago was now not only rotten with two large holes, but also cracked.
Small creatures kept darting out of the two large holes, falling to the ground with a clattering sound.
The powerful spiritual energy inside the room was intertwined, as if it were about to erupt at any moment. Hilt was terrified and silently raised his personal terminal to send a message to General Bo Jichen.
In the blink of an eye, Bo Jichen replied to the message.
Hilt was overjoyed and opened the message.
The message from General Bo Jichen wasn't a solution; it was for him to silently start a live stream so he could watch their fight. He was repeatedly told that the live stream had to be silent.
Hilt's lips twitched. The general was as witty as ever, always enjoying a good show, always wanting things to get bigger, acting like a complete jerk.
"What's going on?" Jiufeng looked up at the house and asked Hilt, "Is your marshal fighting with your little prince?"
Hilt silently tapped the live stream button, pointed it at the upstairs window, wiped away non-existent sweat, and lied to Jiufeng with his eyes wide open, uttering two words: "Fun."
Jiufeng: "..."
The two people upstairs, whom Hill had designated as having romantic interests, felt the room was too small to move around in, so they jumped out of a hole in the wall and ran like the wind toward the forest behind the manor.
Jiufeng tried to follow, but Hilt blocked her way: "Your Excellency Jiufeng, that is a forbidden area of Abel Manor. It is not convenient for outsiders to enter."
"Your Highness and the Marshal are sparring, they should be back soon. If you don't want to wait for them inside, I'll see you out here."
leave.
Let's wait.
Jiufeng chose to wait.
However, he did not go inside. Instead, he gazed at Jiang Si and Agares, who were getting further and further away. The spiritual energy surrounding the two of them was incredibly powerful, and they seemed to be chasing each other.
We arrived above the vast forest.
Jiang Si stepped on the treetops, flipped the knife in her hand, and the blade that had been wrapped around the hilt was upgraded, turning into red willow smoke, which instantly wrapped around the back of the blade, as red as blood.
Agares held the sword in one hand, his eyes narrowed as he stared at her blade: "Your Smoke Willow has changed, upgraded?"
“I’m in a bad mood, and that’s why she’s this color.” Jiang Si didn’t acknowledge the upgrade of Yan Liu’s words. As soon as she finished speaking, she swung her knife and made a horizontal slash. The red Yan Liu split into countless thin, needle-like branches like rain arrows, attacking Agares.
Agares swung his sword-wielding hand, his powerful and boundless spiritual energy enveloping his entire body, forming a hard shield that blocked the needle-like willow branches.
Ginger shreds coalesced into a fireball, attracting lightning, and water transformed into ice blades, all converging upwards.
Agares, who was enveloped by mental energy, changed his expression, condensed a fireball, and swung it backhand, causing it to collide with her fireball. Sparks flew as the two fireballs collided.
Then he summoned lightning, using his lightning to strike her lightning.
After striking the lightning, he withdrew the spiritual energy that was blocking his body and used the knife in his hand to slash horizontally at the ice blade.
The beautiful ice blade was cleaved into pieces, shimmering with iridescent colors under the sunlight, dazzling and incredibly beautiful.
Jiang Si frowned as she looked at Agares, who had broken through her fire, lightning, water, and ice-based supernatural abilities.
She underestimated him; he was more formidable and more unassuming than she had imagined.
Especially after she treated his mental energy, his genes collapsed, and his mental energy became unfathomable, inexhaustible, and endless.
Just as Jiang Si was pondering how to break through Agares's mental power, Agares withdrew from defense and launched a counterattack, his long sword striking straight upwards.
A powerful spiritual force rushed towards her, and Jiang Si retreated repeatedly until she lost her footing and fell from the treetop.
Agares's expression changed slightly. He put the knife behind his back, lunged forward, and reached out with his other hand to pull her up.
Unexpectedly, Agares's fingers touched Jiang Si's fingers, and the two moved away; he did not pull her back.
Jiang Si plummeted down, landing on the thick, withered grass. The long knife flew from her hand, and she leaned against a tree like a startled rabbit.
Agares landed right after, a look of anxiety flashing in his eyes: "Jiang Jiang, where are you hurt?"
As Jiang Si approached him, she gathered her spiritual energy into a blade and held it against his carotid artery. She raised an eyebrow and her eyes were piercing: "Marshal Agares, you didn't use your full strength. Are you looking down on me, or do you think you've already won this round?"
Agares met her gaze: "I don't look down on you, I don't think I've already won. I'm giving it my all, just like now, to make myself invincible."
Jiang Si frowned, her eyes lowered, and she saw the blade he had conjured pointing at her chest. His expression seemed to say that if the blade stuck in his neck dared to cut down, he would not hesitate to plunge the blade in his hand into her chest.
Jiang Si smiled, her face as rosy as the sunset, lively, beautiful and lovely, and she slowly stood up.
Agares can stand up.
The two held blades formed from their spiritual energy, their feet planted on withered leaves, and each took two steps back.
"Let's continue." Jiang Si conjured a blade in her hand, slammed it on the ground, stepped on it, and charged straight at Agares.
Agares raised his sword to counterattack, but at the critical moment, Jiang Si suddenly withdrew her sword and used her body to meet the sword in Agares' hand.
Agares' pupils constricted sharply, and he abruptly withdrew his mental energy, causing the knife to veer to the side, narrowly avoiding Jiang Si's body.
Immediately afterwards, a small, soft body, smelling of grass and trees, rushed into his arms, one hand around his waist, the other against his chest, head held high, smiling at him with the cunning of a fox with big ears: "All's fair in love and war, Agares, I won."
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