Sensing the powerful aura radiating from Wu Ze, a trace of Battle Intent stirred within Lin Yun. 'He's strong.' Just from Wu Ze's aura alone, Lin Yun knew he was incredibly powerful.
'Stronger than the Iron Blood Young Master and the Blood Refining Young Master.'
"So this is the strength of a young expert from Yunlu County?" Lin Yun muttered to himself, a hint of excitement on his face.
"You're about to die, and you can still smile? Die for me!" Seeing the smile on Lin Yun's face, Wu Ze roared in fury. 'I am a genius, one of the four strongest of Yunlu County's younger generation. That expression is nothing but a sneer—a sneer aimed directly at me.'
Wu Ze's punch was heavy and powerful, but Lin Yun didn't dodge. He threw a punch of his own, and their fists collided violently in mid-air.
The shockwave from the impact instantly shattered all the tables and chairs in the inn's main hall.
