Not only them, Sun Zirui also wanted to step up and put Lin Yifan in his place, letting him know that one shouldn't be too haughty.
"Stop!"
Lin Yifan halted, glancing back with a hint of disdain, asking, "What? Want to fight?"
Sun Zirui replied tactfully, "Heard you've gotten stronger lately, I want to spar with you a bit."
Fighting within the sect is a punishable offense, he dared not risk it.
Lin Yifan didn't expect it, yet another person looking for a beating, but he wondered what grudge this person had with Liu Jiping.
Actually, if benefits could be gained from fighting, he wouldn't mind, only he feared the opponent couldn't afford the price of losing.
"I never spar for free; if you want to compete with me, you have to pay a losing price that satisfies me."
Sun Zirui didn't expect it, he hadn't even fought yet, Liu Jiping was already thinking about winning.
So arrogant; if his spirit isn't crushed, he won't realize who is the best disciple under the master's tutelage.
