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Chapter 591
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Chapter 591 Chapter 591: When Clarissa advanced aggressively, Marissa slowly raised her eyebrows in response. Xander rushed to her side and whispered urgently, "Instructor, be wary of Clarissa's many cunning tactics. It's crucial you stay alert to avoid her traps." Acknowledging this with a subtle nod, Marissa promptly moved to face Clarissa head-on.

The confrontation between the two women commenced with intensity. Both were distinguished figures within the martial arts community, hardened by countless battles. Given their formidable skills, the duel was destined to be lengthy.

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Observers noted that while Buhad asserted Clarissa couldn't rival Black Mallow, she certainly possessed the skills to engage her robustly for a duration. The real question hung in the air: could she withstand long enough for her boss to intervene? At the onset of the duel, the spectators watched in tranquility, absorbed in the unfolding battle. Clarissa's and Aelfric's bodyguards, without direct orders, hesitated to intervene.

Marc and Tent, tasked with monitoring these bodyguards, remained immobile as well. Connor himself chose to observe the duel, deciding to react based on the evolving circumstances.

Silver Fox, however, was not inclined to let Aelfric just spectate. She eyed him sharply and taunted, “Why merely watch? Shall we engage in a contest now?" gvlnovsholds stories for every mood Aelfric, visibly annoyed, fixed his stare on Silver Fox. "White Mallow, test my patience no further. I'm not inclined to fight you at this moment. Step aside, or you'll have no one but yourself to blif I'm forced to deal harshly with you." Silver Fox let out a mocking laugh. “Aelfric, from where does your confidence stem? Have you grown too comfortable in your role as the deputy chief instructor of the Doomsday Base, imagining yourself almost on par with Black Mallow and King? Letbe clear-you lack the inherent talent you presto possess. King chose you as the deputy chief instructor not for your capabilities but because you were his first disciple, almost a son to him." Aelfric had always taken great pride in his role as the deputy chief instructor of the Doomsday Base, a position he valued even above his authority over the Warren family in Blebert.

He was convinced of his superiority at the base, a belief reinforced by his formidable prowess, which, in his mind, justified his position. That was why he resented Black Mallow the most.

He believed that without Black Mallow, he would have been the most distinguished student ever at the Doomsday Base and the natural successor to King.

However, Silver Fox's cutting remarks shattered this perception, leaving Aelfric feeling both deeply shamed and furiously indignant.

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Aelfric glared at Silver Fox with a menacing look and snapped, "White Mallow, you overestimate your prowess. Don't think that just because scompare your skills to mine, you can behave recklessly. Their praises stem from your close ties with Black Mallow." Silver Fox burst into loud laughter. "Aelfric, since you believe yourself to be so superior and doubt my capabilities, let's put it to the test. I've been tasked by the chief instructor Black Mallow to clean house for King tonight. By dawn, the deputy chief instructor of the Doomsday Base will be ousted, and the head of the Warren family will be incapacitated." Aelfric's expression contorted. Clenching his teeth, he seethed, "White Mallow, you're inviting disaster." In an instant, the allure that Silver Fox had radiated vanished, replaced by a chilling sternness. Her gaze, sharp as daggers, fixated on Aelfric.

With deliberate emphasis, Silver Fox declared, "Aelfric, cforth and face your demise."

Without another word, Aelfric lunged at Silver Fox, igniting the m confrontation, Buwatched ever every movement intently. One moment, White Mallow was alluring, and the next, she was fierce as a warrior.

Her ability to switch between these personas so swiftly reminded Buof someone he often thought about, someone who shared similar traits. Thus, Bufocused intently on Silver Fox, his face etched with contemplation