In the wooden hut, Lu Ye accepted the challenge, chose the terrain of the combat field, and as fate would have it, Heaven's Augury descended, causing the figures of a man and a tiger to quickly vanish.
It was still the same combat field, covering just a few dozen square feet. Lu Ye steadied his stance, waited for the white light in his vision to scatter, and then lifted his gaze to size up the opposite side.
On the other side of the combat field, a tall woman dressed in purple quietly stood there. Her appearance was undoubtedly beautiful, and her physique was exceptional, exuding an aura of tranquility and refined elegance.
This woman was named Lan Ziyi, dressed in purple, truly living up to her name.
Lu Ye's gaze shifted downward, his eyebrows imperceptibly raising.