Ji Feng struggled to stand up as his face paled. His eyes flashed coldly as he looked at Lin Yun with blood flowing down from his chest. “How much strength did you use?” he asked.

Ji Feng’s current state might seem terrible, but Lin Yun knew that Ji Feng only suffered superficial wounds. Although he was filled with reluctance, he wanted to know how much strength Lin Yun used. If Lin Yun also used 90% strength like him, then he might still have a chance to win.

Sheathing his sword, Lin Yun replied, “50%.”

When Ji Feng heard that, he narrowed his eyes and torrential rage surged in his heart because Lin Yun was actually humiliating him by saying that he only used 50% of his strength.

“Hmph, we’ll wait and see. It won’t be so easy to defeat me again in the third round.” Ji Feng snorted....