"Alright."
Mu Fan didn't hesitate and readily agreed.
"Has he gone mad?"
The Lin Clan brothers were all dumbfounded, their mouths wide open, and they stared in amazement.
Su Jin was at the early Nascent Soul stage, while Mu Fan was only at the early Golden Core stage.
The disparity in mana was too great; no matter how hard they tried to think of a way for him to win, there was no possibility for Mu Fan to prevail.
Lin Jinxu secretly tugged at Su Jin's sleeve, intending to ask her to go easy on Mu Fan.
"I know how to handle it."
Su Jin's soft and gentle voice floated into Jinxu's ears: "But, swords and knives have no eyes; if I really hurt him, there's nothing I can do."
"Cough cough."
Lin Jinxu choked on his spit.
*
Old Master made the decision and allowed Mu Fan to challenge Su Jin under Lin Xiaoyang's proposal.
In the Martial Arts Arena, the two stood facing each other.
Su Jin was dressed in a white robe, holding her zither, and looking like an immortal.
