"Ling Mu, Senior Brother, why are you getting so worked up?"
Gu Sheng chuckled lightly.
"Humph!"
Ling Mu said no more but continued charging fiercely toward Gu Sheng.
"Elder, Ling Mu is already using both hands. If Gu Sheng isn't allowed to meet him with matched effort, he might suffer a disadvantage."
Ji Ziyue called out anxiously as she observed the situation.
"Hey, Senior Sister, why are you so worried?"
"Exactly. This is a sparring match, not a fight to the death. What are you scared of?"
Several cultivators accompanying Ling Mu teased from the sidelines.
From their perspective, it seemed inevitable that Gu Sheng would be thoroughly defeated by Ling Mu this time.
Li Ruoyu shook his head slightly. "No harm."
"No… no harm…"
Seeing that Li Ruoyu had no intention of intervening, Ji Ziyue suddenly darted forward.
"Swish!"
But just as Ji Ziyue was about to act, a binding sensation engulfed her in an instant.
