402 Realm of Mastery

Samuele stood calmly on the ruined battlefield, gazing at the tattered Qin Fen's martial attire. His calm expression brought out an inexplicable handsomeness.

"Do you want to exchange pointers?"

Qin Fen's voice seemed to be coming from the ancient battlefield. Suddenly, Samuele was hit with a chill. Exchange pointers!? Are you kidding me? Exchanging pointers with you isn't just a matter of losing my face if I lose, nor is it as simple as being sent to the hospital. If you are distracted even slightly in the fight, a single punch can take my life right then and there.

Martial artists weren't afraid of death but their death should also have some meaning. Samuele didn't see any value in dying in a spar with Qin Fen.

Sammartino's lips twitched uncontrollably to the point that they were actually making smacking sounds. Is this kid really a basic-type Outer Sacred Martial Hall martial artist who has just joined the Sacred Martial Hall?