Zhao Feng stepped back, rubbing his ribs where Lin Xuan had hit him. He looked at Lin Xuan with a new expression—not anger, but respect.


    "You’re learning fast," Zhao Feng said. "But let’s see if you can still keep up when I get serious."


    Lin Xuan didn’t say anything. He just got ready to fight again.


    Zhao Feng smiled. Then, in the blink of an eye—he disappeared!


    Lin Xuan’s eyes widened. Where did he go?!


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    Boom!


    A powerful kick hit Lin Xuan’s side, sending him flying backward. He crashed onto the ground, coughing. His whole body hurt.


    Zhao Feng was much faster now.


    Lin Xuan pushed himself up, wiping blood from his lips. He couldn''t give up.


    He focused on his Heavenly Script. A warm energy spread through his body, making him feel stronger.


    Zhao Feng rushed at him again, his sword flashing in the air.


    This time, Lin Xuan was ready.


    He dodged to the side, barely avoiding the attack. Then, using all his strength, he countered—


    Bang!


    His fist hit Zhao Feng’s shoulder, making him stumble.


    For the first time, Zhao Feng’s smile disappeared. He looked at Lin Xuan seriously.


    "Interesting..." he muttered.


    Lin Xuan took a deep breath. This fight was just getting started.


    To be continued…


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