Bai Fengyun's Brave Challenge

Bai Xiluo struggled to comprehend the sudden shift in momentum.

How was she so easily strangled?

One moment, she was fully aware of her movements, and the next, she could barely react fast enough to avoid her opponent's chains.

The veiled Bai Wuning, with the grace of a deadly predator, had effortlessly outclassed her with her superior weapon mastery.

Although Bai Wuning had yet to obtain a weapon intent like her sister, Bai Xiluo knew that the gap between their abilities wasn't as wide as it appeared.

Bai Wuning was almost there—close enough to rival the most powerful intent users in the sect.

Bai Xiluo's face burned with embarrassment as she struggled to pry the chains from around her neck, feeling the sting of defeat.

"Do you accept defeat?" Bai Wuning's voice was as distant and cold as the winter wind, devoid of any emotion, yet strangely captivating.

The air seemed to freeze as her words echoed in Bai Xiluo's ears.