"Alright!" Yang Chen said with a smile on his lips, "Zhang Yiran, even though you've been keeping up with your training, if this were the battlefield, you would have died several times over in just that fight, you know?"
"Understood!" Zhang Yiran also realized that Sword Edge had held back earlier, and seeing the injuries on Sword Edge's face, a look of shame flashed across his face.
Looking at Zhang Yiran, the corners of Sword Edge's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
If it weren't for his own injury from a while back not yet being fully recovered, he wouldn't have given this kid a chance at all. What a pity, this was such a disgrace!
Seeing the faint smile on Yang Chen's face, Sword Edge's face burned even hotter.
Unable to subdue even a 19-year-old boy, it seemed he was really behind the times.
