The dark figure slowly turned around, but she was also wearing a mask, so her appearance was not clear. Only her voice indicated that she was a woman.
"Who are you, and why do you know my name?" Qiao Suinian frowned.
Whether in his past life or this one, he had no recollection of ever having any connection with the woman before him.
His past life was simple; he only had one woman by his side, Lin Wanling, and he was unfamiliar with all the other women.
In this life, he was all alone. The only two women he was somewhat familiar with, Zuo Fangya and Han Yueling, he only regarded as partners and did not have any deep interactions with them.
“Dead people don’t need to know that much,” the shadowy figure said calmly.
She then drew a sharp dagger and vanished from her spot in a flash, so fast that she appeared as a black afterimage.
This terrifying speed even startled Qiao Suinian.
He quickly dodged to the side, but the sharp dagger still managed to cut a gash in his chest, and fine beads of blood began to seep out.
If it weren't for the Ghost Flood Dragon Scale Armor protecting him, the wound on his chest would probably be far more than just a scratch. Qiao Suinian's eyes were filled with shock.
Unexpectedly, the shadowy figure was no less shocked than Qiao Suinian.
"Huh? Why! How could you, a mage, dodge my sword strike?" The delicate brows beneath the mask of the shadowy figure furrowed tightly.
It's important to know that even warriors or knights of similar level would find it difficult to dodge her attack.
After all, she was raised to be an assassin from a young age, and awakening the assassin profession made her even more formidable.
"You can hurt me with a single blow... Just who are you?!" Qiao Suinian's eyes became somewhat serious.
He had a strong feeling that the dark figure in front of him might not be from Jinghai City.
If the other party is from Jinghai City, then they could not have been an unknown person in their previous life; they must have heard of the other party to some extent.
Qiao Suinian is quite familiar with Jinghai City.
"If you can survive for half a minute under my thumb, I'll tell you!"
The dark figure spoke coldly, devoid of any emotion, and charged towards Qiao Suinian again. This time, she was even faster, so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to catch; only a black afterimage could be seen.
Qiao Suinian raised the bright silver ring and first gave the other party a flashbang.
The shadowy figure was completely unprepared for Qiao Suinian's move, and its eyes felt a burning sensation under the intense light.
Damn it!
The dark figure immediately changed direction and darted backward. In the instant she flashed away, Qiao Suinian's Haoye Dragon Staff slammed down, creating a large crater in the concrete ground and sending dust flying.
Hearing this terrifying noise, the shadowy figure felt a chill run down his spine. Was this guy really a mage?
At this point, her eyes finally recovered. Although there were some bloodshot spots in her eyes, they no longer affected her vision.
But as soon as she opened her eyes, she was met with Qiao Suinian, who was wearing a death mask.
Upon seeing the skeletal face that was looking down at her, the shadowy figure instantly fell into a state of fear.
Qiao Suinian immediately rushed towards the shadowy figure, summoning a skeleton warrior to block its escape route from behind.
Once the shadowy figure recovered from its fear, Qiao Suinian and the skeleton warrior were already very close to her.
The dark figure was startled and immediately crouched down on the ground.
"The wind dies down, and the movement is swift!"
A cool breeze blew by, and the dark figure vanished from the spot.
Qiao Suinian's pupils contracted; the opponent's strength had truly surprised him once again.
Why would someone with such power kill me?
Qiao Suinian was eager to know the answer to the question.
After dodging the fatal blow, the dark figure did not choose to flee, but instead appeared at the entrance of the alley.
"Qiao Suinian... I admit I underestimated you. Now, I'm going to use all my strength."
The shadowy figure's voice was urgent as she drew a soft sword, about half a meter long, from her waist.
The soft sword was entirely black, blending seamlessly with the blackness of the shadowy figure, like a venomous snake lurking in the darkness, ready to strike at any moment, sending chills down one's spine.
The dark figure flashed forward, his black clothes fluttering in the wind. He moved as nimbly as an eel, covering dozens of steps in an instant and arriving in front of Qiao Suinian.
Then he slashed out with his soft sword, aiming straight for Qiao Suinian's throat.
Qiao Suinian swung the Haoye Dragon Staff upwards, directly blocking the soft sword that the black shadow was slashing at. Unexpectedly, the black shadow twisted into a pretzel shape and thrust out the sword again at an unbelievable angle, this time aiming at Qiao Suinian's heart!
Qiao Suinian's gaze sharpened, and he had no choice but to activate Dark Shadow Strike, instantly splitting himself in two to dodge the attack.
Thanks to the teleportation effect of Dark Shadow Assassination, Qiao Suinian was barely able to keep up with the shadow, which made him increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.
The shadowy figure's attack power was only average, but its speed was incredibly fast. Even Qiao Suinian had difficulty keeping up with its speed. Moreover, every move was ruthless, targeting vital points directly.
Clearly, the dark figure in front of us is most likely a well-trained professional assassin!
Meanwhile, the shadowy figure was also suffering. She felt that as she and Qiao Suinian continued to fight, a strange force was constantly eroding her body and causing her harm.
This force was extremely strange, seemingly omnipresent, making it impossible for her to defend against.
Little did she know that the seemingly useless skill, Dark Blessing, actually allowed Qiao Suinian to be fearless in any evenly matched battle.
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