92 Another Sparring Match

"Uh…" Yi Yun was stumped.

Are we really sparring?

It can't be, previously it was due to Old Man Su who had instructed Lin Xintong to fight him while fanning the flames by the side. Yi Yun could tell that Lin Xintong did not want to fight him back then.

Her cultivation level and his cultivation level could not be compared. It would be like an adult bullying a kid.

But maybe it was because Lin Xintong did not have any airs. She did not mind lowering her stature to give him some pointers. Because of this, that battle was fought.

But today, what was there to fight?

Yi Yun asked puzzledly, "Lady Lin, please don't joke with me. What's there to fight between the two of us?"

Lin Xintong shook her head and said, "I don't like to joke around. As for why I want to battle you, it has to do with a secret of mine."

"Secret?" Yi Yun's curiosity was aroused. What sort of secret could such an extraordinary girl have?