" Young master, why were you fighting so seriously against Brother Mo Yi? It was just a friendly spar." Bai Ruxue snorted lightly, From her toe, she really cared about Yang Shi.
" Friendly spar? Be it the competitions in sects or the duels in the clan, they are nothing more than some show." Yang Shi laughed coldly. " It's like clown prancing around, with some shiny techniques. I feel if you draw out your weapon, it must serve its purpose."
" Only unleashing your full power, you can understand your potential." Yang Shi said.
" But you got yourself injured, no?" Bai Ruxue rebuked.
" Uhh..." Yang Shi remained silent.
" But young master, what about your inner injuries? This Purple Ointment will only hear your body injuries." Bai Ruxue asked suddenly.
" I am thinking of letting my inner injuries heal on their own." Yang Shi said after some thoughts.
