Lin Xintong’s swordplay contained an indescribable charm; it was like a beautiful dance.
Yi Yun focused and his feet moved his body, and with a move of his shoulders, his body turned into a series of shadows; Minute Subtlety!
Yi Yun barely avoided Lin Xintong’s sword. Although it looked like he dangerously avoided it, every move was within Yi Yun’s calculations, it was all precise and just right!