The sky was dark as Lin Yun and Wu Xiaotian stood against each other. Are they going to spar here?

Ji Wuye was shocked as he never expected that his senior brother would pay such attention to Lin Yun to the point where he would want to spar with the latter. After all, Lin Yun was just a newly risen talent. So what if he could kill an overlord quasi-Heavenly Soul Realm expert?

His senior brother was someone who could heavily injure an overlord demonic beast with an attack, and his senior brother even wanted to kill the beast king. No matter how he looked at it, his senior brother and Lin Yun weren’t on the same level.

With great doubt, Ji Wuye quietly backed off and watched them. Wu Xiaotian wore a casual smile on his face. He might’ve suggested a spar with Lin Yun, but he didn’t place it in his heart. His muscles were loose and he was full of openings.

But Lin Yun didn’t move. He held onto the Flower Burial Sword with sword intent accumulating in his pupils. This look gave others...