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Of course, luck is also a part of strength, and Jiu Ling never considered herself to be unlucky—at least she wasn't afraid to face anyone other than Revenge Shadow Rider.

At that moment, Jiu Ling abruptly felt an overwhelming pressure rushing toward her. She looked up to find none other than the Soaring Sword Dragon...

One could see the calm expression of Sword Dragon, his indifferent gaze, and the solemnity that left no trace of breath. Jiu Ling couldn't help but furrow her brows. It had to be said that the oppressive feeling he gave was indeed quite imposing. That ancient and vicissitudinous aura, if one considered the strength of Revenge Shadow Rider as an inexplicable sort of ferocity, then the impression Sword Dragon gave was of being impregnable, with unfathomable strength.

Facing such an opponent, even without fighting, Jiu Ling could already faintly sense this layer of pressure.