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Zhao Zilong's expression was as cold as frost, standing in front of the woman whose delicate features and straight spine, slight chin lift spoke of an indomitable pride. Her glistening black eyes shone like jewels, at this moment, brimming with seriousness.
Staring at her, Zhao Zilong suddenly curled his thin lips into a smile, "Who gave you such courage to think that you could still beat me after three months?"
Gu Xiaoxi pursed her lips in a smile, her charming face becoming even more beautiful and captivating.
Zhao Zilong's gaze deepened, he looked away and snorted. If it weren't for this 'deep hatred' between them, perhaps he might actually admire her intelligence and cleverness.
However, she dared to pull the tiger's whiskers, then all he had for her was the desire to defeat her thoroughly and then make her realize what strength is.
In the world of Martial Arts, it's impossible to surpass in just a short time. Three months, huh?