Shen Jinghong, just admit defeat. You're not my match. When the two arrived at the center, Kuai Yun shook her head and said lightly.
She had seen Shen Jinghong's battle, and she knew that he was definitely not his match.
"How would you know if you don't try?" The corners of Shen Jinghong's mouth curled up into a faint smile.
"Alright," Kuai Yun sighed,"we'll stop here."
Although she said to stop when necessary, she naturally didn't dare to be careless and attacked with her full strength.
"Hundred and thousand turns!" With a tap of her toes, Chun Yun lightly flew over, and with a practiced martial skill, she struck several vital points on Shen Jinghong's body.
However, Shen Jinghong didn't back down at all.
There was even a hint of battle intent on his face.
"Seven Star cloud breaking fist!"
