"It's true. However, Brother Song, your strength is indeed just a bit stronger than Li Tai from the capital. Forcing me to use sixty percent of my strength, you've actually done quite well," Ling Chen continued, appearing indifferent.
"Li Tai? Are you referring to Li Tai, one of the 'Ten Heroes of the Capital'?" Song Hailan looked at Ling Chen with some doubt. He couldn't determine whether Ling Chen was telling the truth or not. However, one thing was for certain—he didn't believe that Ling Chen had only used sixty percent of his strength.
"Tianhe, lend me your sword." Song Hailan turned to Yun Tianhe, determined to recover his face.
"Yes." Yun Tianhe obediently unstrapped his sword and handed it to Song Hailan.
Song Hailan narrowed his eyes. "Ling Chen, since you claimed that you could beat me by only putting forth sixty percent of your strength, you should be able to defeat me this time as well."
