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In front of her, Liu Shaoji's short blade didn't have the slightest bit of vigor.

If even the blade didn't listen to him, what could he do?

He could only avoid it.

Liu Shaoji was like a loach, slippery and slippery. Even when Su Yixiao swung her saber, it could only reach Liu Shaoji's sleeve.

After a few moves, Su Yixiao had basically grasped the direction in which Liu Shaoji would dodge