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He gasped. "What... are you?"

The 9 Yin Auto was not just speed. It was predictive. Her body read micro-expressions, shifts in weight, the flicker of an enemy’s killing intent—and responded before the enemy even moved. 9yin auto

He threw a volley of poisoned needles.

But Lian Xue didn’t care. She had a score to settle with the Crimson Blade Syndicate—five hundred men who had burned her village. He gasped

She had mastered a forbidden technique whispered about only in the dark corners of the Jianghu: shifts in weight

Inside the great hall, the Syndicate leader, Iron-Fist Kael, laughed. "You think your tricks scare me?"

She had won. But she had not fought.