In the end, Lu Luwei shed her outermost layer of clothing.
Lu Luwei's body was pierced through—
Her body plummeted toward the ground.
The victor had been decided. It was, without a doubt, Lu Cang.
Lu Luwei's fading consciousness gazed at Lu Cang, who was still gripping her calf and right arm.
'This guy...'
'When on earth are you going to let go?'
Her consciousness went dark.
Her final thought dissipated completely.
...
Only after seeing Lu Luwei's body disappear did Lu Cang let out a long sigh of relief in the center of the arena.
'I hope I don't have to fight any more Archers in open terrain in the future.'
After his battle with Lu Luwei, Lu Cang had developed a bit of a complex about Archers.
'I have to find a way to guarantee I can get close to my enemies... or a way to trap them in a space they can't escape,' Lu Cang muttered to himself.
This battle had once again made him aware of his own shortcomings in certain areas.
His post-victory reflection didn't last long.
