Chapter 1845
- At the peak of a mountain, a swordsman stood in the air hugging his sword. Opposite him was an exceedingly beautiful woman.
- “Must we contend for superiority between you and me?” the man said.
- “In this world, only you and I can be rivals. But in these 20 years, you and I have exchanged blows 19 times. Every time it was my defeat! If I don’t beat you in this life, what’s the point of me living still?” the lady said.