Chapitre 2501: Exchanging Blows

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The disciples of the Aurora Cloud Gate remained shocked over the battle's conclusion. Unexpectedly, the one with the weaker prowess had won. However, their expressions couldn't help but turn into one of pity as they knew whom she offended.

"Child, you're ruthless."

Schleya raised her head and looked at the elder in the skies who saved Fletcher.

"Ruthless?" She lightly curved her lips.

"With that tiny amount of blood, I truly required some time to conjure the binding technique while the fool patiently listened to my drivel, waiting for me to attack and people wonder how they could lose to an enemy with lower prowess when they're giving the enemy the preparation time to practically kill them. Was it my ruthlessness that caused this or my opponent's mocking attitude?"