Lin Mo's gaze flashed with a hint of cold gleam, and he suddenly punched, his entire body of blood and energy raging like the surging Yangtze River. His fist smashed upward violently, the ground trembled, and he continuously threw punches, actually creating a hole punched upward. Lin Mo, wielding the Xuanyuan Sword, left the Dark River.
"Sunshine, it's so nice." Lin Mo grinned as a strand of gentle, early sunlight touched his cheeks.
"Come, let's first test how much my strength has improved."
Lin Mo grinned and said.
With fists clenched, the blood in his veins rushed like rivers, producing a tremendous sound. Among them, there was a faint sound of bells and drums ringing, this sound emanating from his bones.
Thud thud!
A powerful heartbeat throbbed, making his whole body feel like it was filled with endless energy.
"First, let's test my speed."
