"Really? Then let's see if you've got what it takes," Lin Mo said with a faint smile.
"I don't have what it takes? Ha! What a joke. I stepped into the realm of Half-step Martial Venerate half a year ago. I'm just half a step away from becoming a true Martial Venerate."
"Do you, at such a young age, think you can be stronger than me?"
Elder Yao's face was full of arrogance as he stood with his hands behind his back, looking down on Lin Mo with disdain.
"Are you done talking? If you are, then let's have some fun," Lin Mo replied, glancing at him.
Elder Yao frowned slightly, and suddenly, a soft sword emitting a purple glow appeared in his hands.
"How naive the young are, not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth. Let Elder Yao teach you a lesson!" Elder Yao snorted, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
His movements were like a gentle breeze, silent whether he was starting to move or drifting through the air.
