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Chapter 957 I Admitted Defeat

After You Wanren's momentum was fully unleashed, You Wanren said to Murong Jinghong, "Draw your sword." Murong Jinghong shook her head. "To deal with you, there is no need to draw my sword." She did not choose to use the Jinghong Sword. This was the competition within the academy, not a life-and-death fight. The Jinghong Sword was too sharp. Once she failed to control it well, her opponent would either die or be injured. On the other hand, she had her own pride. Since the other party was unarmed, she did not want to take advantage of him in terms of weapons. You Wanren was overjoyed. In fact, he just wanted to provoke Murong Jinghong. Both of them had the same cultivation. If Murong Jinghong used the Jinghong Sword, he would inevitably be at a disadvantage. "Ice Soul Divine Fist!" Murong Jinghong threw a punch. Immediately, the temperature of the entire arena dropped by dozens of degrees. The students who were spectating could feel the bitingly cold wind. For a mom

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