"Alright."
Lin Ye nodded without the slightest hesitation.
He was also eager to find out what exactly his ten days of seclusion had earned him.
The two faced each other and took their stances.
Lin Ye remained bare-chested, standing straight and tall.
Jia Ying stood about three meters away from him.
This was the first time Lin Ye had so clearly faced the oppressive aura of a Celestial Human Realm expert.
It was an absolute suppression on a fundamental level of existence, like a sheep facing a tiger. The mere act of standing there sent every cell in his body screaming a warning.
"Watch out."
Jia Ying spoke in a low, unperturbed voice.
The next moment, he threw a seemingly casual punch forward.
There was no earth-shattering display of power; even the sound of it cutting through the air was negligible.
But this single, understated punch instantly compressed and warped the air before Lin Ye, forming a visible, transparent barrier that pressed down on his chest!
