The wine-red glow in Li Lingsu's eyes intensified.
This time, she even licked her lips, her entire being seeming to buzz with excitement, "Then, may I spar with you?"
"Of course, if you wish," Su Heng nodded.
He didn't detect any malice in Li Lingsu's eyes.
Her purpose was pure; she merely wanted to gain experience by battling with various experts. From this perspective, although her brother Li Lingxiu always claimed to be obsessed with martial arts, in terms of purity, it seemed that his sister surpassed him by a notch.
At the very least, after witnessing Su Heng defeat the Zen Master Dingguang with a single move, Li Lingxiu no longer entertained the thought of sparring with Su Heng.
It was somewhat of a pity.
Su Heng had yet to battle a Martial Artist with a special bloodline.
This was the perfect opportunity to fill in the gaps in his understanding.
"Thank you." Even amidst the howling winds and the dimming sky, Li Lingsu's voice sounded crystal clear from all directions.
