The sound of something whistling through the air brushed past Lin Xuankong's back.
In that horrifying moment, the hairs on the back of Lin Xuankong's neck stood on end.
With a Spiritual Crane Pounce, he leaped over ten feet. His eyes, filled with intense killing intent, fixed on the ambusher. Then, he couldn't help but be stunned.
He saw his Young Lady wielding an Iron Rod as thick as a bowl, looking at him with a face full of excitement.
"Just now, on the second floor, I saw you expelling impurities from your body. I didn't expect you to advance to the mid-grade of the Second Layer so quickly... so my hands were itching to test you, and I couldn't resist!
"Your reaction is quite fast, but I wonder how many of my attacks you can dodge?
"Remember, when you can't evade, circulate your Qi Blood to the spot hit by the Iron Rod! I will suppress my strength to the mid-grade of the Second Layer. At that realm, you should be able to easily withstand a full-force strike from this rod!"
