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"Ah!" Miles clenched his teeth and growled, veins popping on his face.
He tried hard to push the machete away from his shoulder by pressing both hands against his sword.
Despite his efforts, the machete stayed in place, and the pressure on it kept growing.
This unyielding force was so powerful that it caused his knees to create cracks in the floor directly
beneath them.
The bearded-burly man sneered. "Hmph! Do you think you're skilled enough to challenge the Butcher
Guild? You're overestimating yourself!"
"Chief is great!"
"Chief is strong!"
The other burly men couldn't help but cheer at the situation.
The Butcher Guild was a respectable faction in the North, not to be messed with by someone
insignificant.
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teach you a lesson by breaking your wrist!" The bearded-burly man grinned wickedly. He swung his
machete toward Miles' wrist.
Just as Miles was about to lose his wrist, an emerald sword suddenly appeared and blocked the
machete.
The bearded-burly man furrowed his brow and looked up in surprise.
The woman in emerald held the sword and stared at him coldly.
"Crystal!" Miles was overjoyed when he saw the woman in emerald. He had almost lost his hand a
moment ago but was relieved she had shown up just in time.
"Missy, you want to get involved in this?" The bearded-burly man smirked.
Crystal Wesley replied coldly, "How dare you injure Miles! I won't let you get away with it."
The girl in red drew her sword and shouted, "That's right! Scum like you from the martial world should
be eradicated!
"Crystal, I'll help you cleanse the world of this evil!"
Crystal said impassively, "No need. You and Miles stay back. I can handle them on my own."
"Feeling confident, huh?" The bearded-burly man smirked.
He added "Missy with that petite frame of yours I doubt you can withstand my machete How about
we drop the weapons and have some fun in bed?"
His words sparked laughter among the Butcher Guild's members. Evil glances continued scrutinizing
Crystal, accompanied by various comments.
"Stubborn fool! Today, I'll take matters into my own hands!" She remained stoic, her expression cold.
Without wasting words, she moved her wrist and skillfully deflected the machete. Then, she swiftly
thrust her sword toward the bearded-burly man's chest and abdomen.
Her strike was fast, silent, and deadly, outclassing Miles's sword skills by a wide margin.
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"Good timing!" Unfazed, the bearded-burly man showed no fear. He swung his machete in the air,
making a half-circle motion and poised to intercept Crystal's sword.
The machete and the sword clashed, producing a light ringing sound.
Onlookers believed that the bearded-burly man's immense strength would surely give him the upper
hand in a direct confrontation. However, the reality was different.
The machete did not manage to push back Crystal's sword. Instead, in the moment of impact, her
sword, like a nimble serpent, swiftly thrust toward the machete.
At a breakneck pace, her sword cut a deep wound on the bearded-burly man's arm, causing blood to
flow. Grimacing in pain, he took several steps back to create distance.
However, Crystal didn't give him a chance. With a quick step, she closed the gap, and her sword thrust
toward the bearded-burly man again.
Despite his attempt to block with the machete, she skillfully bounced it away with a flick of her wrist,
accurately stabbing into the bearded-burly man's shoulder.
"W-What!" His expression changed, and he retreated again.
Crystal kept going, swinging her sword and launching precise attacks relentlessly.
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