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As the Japanese fighter lay on the ground, coughing up blood, the entire arena erupted in cheers. 

Yet, despite the defeat of his comrade, Shino Jiro's face remained unchanged. That same gentle smile was still on his lips, but in this situation, his expression felt strangely cold. 

Shino Jiro clapped his hands. "The Maoshan talisman arts are truly impressive. I have learned a lot. Little Ling, go and test Master Lin's skills." 

A Japanese woman in a kimono stood up and walked onto the stage with a calm and measured pace. 

After stepping onto the stage, the Japanese woman named Little Ling first bowed to Uncle Nine and then threw him a flirtatious glance with a charming smile. 

Uncle Nine, a lifelong bachelor, felt something stir in him. He even had the urge to protect her. 

Bang~ The gong sounded, signaling the official start of the match. 

As Little Ling walked toward Uncle Nine, she said, "Master Lin! I'm just a weak woman. I don't know any martial arts at all. Why don't you teach me?" 

Looking at Little Ling, Uncle Nine suddenly felt his heart skip a beat. At that moment, he seemed to catch a faint scent from her body, making him want to pull her into his arms and have his way with her. 

Little Ling got closer and closer, and Uncle Nine's gaze became more dazed, completely enchanted by her. 

The spectators below the stage also looked mesmerized, except for Wang Cheng, the sect leader, who frowned. 

He knew Uncle Nine was being bewitched, but he couldn't warn him—otherwise, the match would be lost no matter what. 

By now, Little Ling was standing right in front of Uncle Nine. Somehow, her kimono had slipped, revealing a large expanse of fair skin, and her sultry expression made it hard not to have improper thoughts. 

She spread her arms and threw herself into Uncle Nine's embrace, and he didn't react at all, letting her hold him. 

A sly smile appeared on Little Ling's lips. 

She practiced seduction techniques, and once someone fell under her spell, the special powder on her lips would turn them into her puppet with just a kiss. 

Seeing the dazed look in Uncle Nine's eyes, Little Ling thought to herself, 

"No man can escape my grasp." 

Just as her bright red lips were about to land on his, Uncle Nine suddenly jerked backward. 

"Five Thunder Curse!" Uncle Nine shouted. 

During the hug, he had secretly placed a Five Thunder Talisman on Little Ling's back, and now it activated. 

Bolts of lightning surged over Little Ling's body, though something seemed to be blocking their full effect. 

Little Ling looked at Uncle Nine in shock. "You weren't bewitched? You did that on purpose!" 

Uncle Nine said, "Miss, I am a cultivator. I don't indulge in worldly desires. But I must admit, you're skilled. If I hadn't been on guard, I might have fallen into your trap." 

"Hmph!" Little Ling glared at Uncle Nine. "Fine! Let's see how strong you really are!" 

With that, pink energy flared from her hands as she charged forward. 

Uncle Nine was wary of the energy in her hands and didn't dare let her get close. 

Although he had resisted her charm, the lingering fragrance in the air made his body heat up. He had to keep suppressing it with his spiritual power. 

Talisman techniques didn't use up much energy individually, but in a prolonged fight, they still drained his strength. 

"Miss, be careful! I'm going to attack now!" Uncle Nine warned. 

He then pulled out several talismans, buffing himself with everything he had—speed talisman, vajra talisman, exorcism talisman, strength talisman—layering them all on! 

Then, he drew the peachwood sword from his back and charged in. The two of them clashed, engaging in a fierce battle. 

Uncle Nine wielded his peachwood sword skillfully, dodging Little Ling's hands while throwing Five Thunder Talismans at her whenever he got the chance. 

Annoyed by the constant talisman attacks, Little Ling sped up. "Let's see how many talismans you have left!" 

"Haha! Way more than you think!" Uncle Nine laughed. 

He had already figured out that Little Ling was protected by a top-tier defensive artifact. Daoist talismans were highly effective against demons and spirits but had a much weaker effect on ordinary people. 

As time passed, Little Ling grew more anxious—her artifact was reaching its limit. Meanwhile, Uncle Nine was still calmly pulling out talismans one after another. 

"If you can't hold on, just surrender. I don't want to bully a woman." 

Uncle Nine was also struggling. His energy was running low, and he had used up a lot of Five Thunder Talismans. The other talismans barely worked on her—hitting her with exorcism talismans was as useless as throwing scraps of paper. 

But Little Ling had no intention of stopping. She kept attacking at full speed. 

Then—crack! 

Something shattered. 

Little Ling's expression darkened, while Uncle Nine's face lit up with joy! 

"Surrender. Your magic weapon is useless now. If you keep fighting, you'll get hurt." Uncle Nine tried to persuade her with good intentions. 

"I give up!" Seeing that there was no way to deal with Uncle Nine and that her magic weapon had run out of energy, Little Ling knew that if she got hit by a talisman, she would be seriously injured. So she admitted defeat right away. 

As soon as she spoke, she withdrew her energy, and the fragrance in the air disappeared. 

The people below the stage also snapped out of their daze. 

"What an incredible charm technique!" 

"Even without the charm technique, this woman is still really beautiful!" 

"Lin Jiu's talisman skills are amazing! He can control so many talismans at once!" 

"Of course! Maoshan specializes in talismans, and Lin Jiu is one of the best among them!" 

Uncle Nine ignored the discussions below. Feeling the little energy he had left, he let out a bitter smile and made up his mind. 

 He looked toward the group of Japanese challengers and said, "You all can come at me together. I'm in a hurry!" 

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