"Good!"
With this word, it came from Mu Qingge's mouth.
In the sky, Ji Yaohua grabbed Sang Xuewu's hand, pushed hard, and directly threw Sang Xuewu toward the ground.
Mu Qingge's eyes flashed, she leaped up, caught Sang Xuewu in mid-air, and brought her safely to the ground.
"Then let's begin now," Ji Yaohua was full of enthusiasm.
Mu Qingge sneered and said, "What's the rush? To fight someone as skilled as you, I need some time to prepare. Three days later, at the Sunset Grassland, we will battle and see who is superior!"
Ji Yaohua's eyes sparkled, her smile unwavering, "Good, then I'll wait for three days. If you can injure me within three hundred moves, consider it your win."
Mu Qingge coldly smiled and did not respond.
Her mocking gaze made Ji Yaohua laugh and say, "Don't say I'm bullying you; give it your all in three days. I will suppress my cultivation to match your realm."
Having said that, she turned and left, truly coming and going like the wind.
