C152 A True Genius

Zhang Mingyuan stood on the sidelines, his expression darkening by the minute.

He had once sparred with Su Feiyan, and at that time, his punches had the upper hand. Yet, as time marched on, Feiyan's swordsmanship had subtly risen to meet his level. If they were to spar now, predicting the victor was anyone's guess.

And as for Zhao Yu, discussing wins and losses was pointless.

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