As soon as Liu Xiaolin uttered those words, the expressions on everyone's faces became priceless.
"Don't be nervous?" "Not holding back?" Kid, do you have any idea what you're saying? You're telling a Sect disciple that you won't go all out! Aren't you afraid he'll punch you to death?
"Kid, scram!" Qing Yun, clearly infuriated, snapped. "Or I might just cut you down where you stand!"
"You use a sword, too?" Liu Xiaolin's eyes lit up, and he began to clap his hands with glee. "Then let's hurry up and start! I've been wanting to test myself for ages, but Godfather would never let me."
Seeing the expression on Liu Xiaolin's face, Qing Yun was stunned. Is this kid an idiot?
"Kid, if you're scared, just admit defeat now! Don't use a child as a shield!" Qing Yun pointed at Lin Mu, his expression full of contempt.
"Why don't you try to beat him first?" Lin Mu said with a smile. "Frankly, it's not just you. Even your master wouldn't be his match in swordsmanship alone."
