"Lin Xuan, just give up," Liu Ruyue said.
She had faced Lin Xuan a month ago and, not daring to make a move, had directly admitted defeat. The memory brought her great humiliation. Now, she hoped he would do the same so he could experience that same feeling.
"Give up?" Lin Xuan sneered. "It's just a top-tier yellow-grade martial art. What's there to be so arrogant about?"
His face was full of disdain; he didn't take the Mountain-Opening Fist seriously at all.
Sun Tian was furious. He roared, "Kid, what gives you the right to look down on the Mountain-Opening Fist? Your Lin Family's Qingfeng Swordsmanship isn't even as good as the Mountain-Opening Fist! You'll never be qualified to practice a top-tier martial art in your life!"
In his eyes, Lin Xuan was an idiot. He was far too arrogant, daring to look down on a top-tier martial art.
