[Rouge Tiger·Standing Alone with a Sword Amidst the Wilds·Li Yuan]
[Level: Sixth-rank Martial Artist]
[Cultivation Technique: Heavenly Gang Xuan Yang Technique]
[Martial Arts: Chaotic Slash Blade]
[Favorability Rating: 0/100 (Locked)]
Chen Mo sized up the woman in front of him.
Her lips red, teeth white, features delicate, face clear and beautiful.
But her eyebrows and eyes were too severe, and a fierce light hidden in her pupils, almost as if she was staring down a fierce tiger!
The name "Rouge Tiger" was extremely apt!
"Her father was a military soldier, most skilled with the cavalry saber, always the vanguard in every battle, his saber wind howling, shattering men and horses alike."
"He died on the battlefield in the Southern Border, leaving behind a Stray Blade and a manual of Yellow-grade Saber Technique."
"With just this move, the 'Chaotic Slash Blade', Li Yuan grasped the domineering essence of the blade, ascended the Cloud Top Ranking, and later her strength became terrifyingly formidable..."
Chen Mo recalled the plot in his mind.
If Shen Zhixia is a martial arts fanatic, then this Li Yuan is a true madwoman!
"A Transcend Mortality Sixth-rank, Mastery in Sword Technique, though not listed, presumably she is also a genius of the Ten Elites level."
Li Yuan licked her lips, her eyes shining with excitement: "From today on, I will challenge you once a month until I defeat you. If you do not accept, I'll start with your subordinates."
She didn't wait for Chen Mo's response and turned to leave.
Truly domineering and tyrannical!
Just as Li Yuan reached the doorstep, a lazy voice came from behind:
"Here's a piece of advice."
"The Heavenly Gang Xuan Yang Technique is not meant for women to practice, be careful of menstrual disorders."
"..."
Crack!
The blue bricks beneath her feet shattered, and she walked away without turning her head, carrying the Stray Blade.
Chen Mo sighed, being targeted by this crazy woman, life wouldn't be easy hereafter.
"Sir..."
At this moment, a Colonel quickly approached, whispering in his ear.
Chen Mo's mouth curled up in an unintended arch.
"So quick to lose patience?"
...
Inside a luxurious residence, in the hall, Yan Liang sat in a chair, his severed right hand laying on the table before him.
A broad-gowned, bearded elder, his hands forming a Dharma Seal, a green light bloomed, enveloping the severed hand within.
Multitudes of red filaments sprouted from the cross-section of the hand, squirming like tentacles.
The elder held up the hand, pressed it close to Yan Liang's wrist, the red filaments bonding the break together, finally merging it into one.
Other than a ring of blood at the wrist, there was hardly any sign of difference.
"Mission accomplished."
The elder wiped the sweat off his forehead, appearing greatly exhausted.
Yan Liang moved his fingers about, satisfied, he placed a pale blue crystal before the man.
"You've worked hard, Sir."
"Thank you, Young Master Yan."
The elder pulled a smile, pocketed the crystal, and stood up to leave, exiting the hall under the guidance of a servant.
After the elder departed, Yan Liang's gaze grew icy, and with a palm smash, he obliterated the table!
"Chen! Mo!!"
He gritted his teeth, his face twisted ferociously.
A saint in medical ways, could revive the dead and mend bones, yet a mere severed hand, a Sixth-rank Medical Magician could heal.

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