Luo Feng glanced around and saw that this female disciple from the Jade Hall was only at the mid-stage of the Ninth Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. He couldn't help but say:
"Facing me in a duel, you might not have any chance of winning."
"I know I don't stand a chance, but I still want to spar with you."
The delicate girl didn't want to back down without a fight. She exhaled a breath, positioned her palms upright, and took a stance, saying, "Lin Rin, disciple of the Jade Hall."
Luo Feng nodded, "Then let's make this a swift battle."
Whoosh!
As soon as the fight began, Lin Rin went all out, her Yuan Qi operating at its peak. Her figure darted unpredictably across the platform, like floating clouds and a gentle breeze, evoking an elusive feeling in one's heart.
"Thousand Leaves Palm."
As she closed in to within ten steps of Luo Feng, Lin Rin's palms suddenly became illusory.
