"Seriously, you haven't already broken free from four restraints, have you?"
"I've sparred with Mr. Lin, who is a formidable cultivator freed from three restraints. But when I sparred with him, the pressure I felt was nothing compared to what you impose."
Qiu Kun asked, full of curiosity.
Bai Lin and Zong Linjing heard this and also looked over, equally curious.
"No."
"It's only been a few years, no matter how talented I am, it's impossible to break free from four restraints so quickly. I haven't even broken through three restraints."
Lin Zheyu chuckled.
Silently, he added in his heart that it's not just three; in fact, he hasn't even broken through one restraint.
Surprised? Excited?
"Maybe you're just too weak, intimidated by the overwhelming pressure of my Spirit, which is why you feel the pressure is greater than that of Mr. Lin."
Lin Zheyu laughed it off.
"Really?"
Qiu Kun said with some doubt.
