Yi Yun struggled to his feet, straightened his torn clothes, and said with a bitter smile, "Fairy Sister, stop mocking me. Obviously, I was the one who lost. I put everything into a single charged strike, while you only attacked at the last moment—and still sent me flying. The outcome is painfully obvious."
Yi Yun was utterly convinced of his defeat, but the young woman shook her head. "My cultivation is far higher than yours. Even if I suppressed my cultivation and fought you, it still wouldn't be fair. I originally agreed to exchange blows with you using the Dragon Marrow Tiger Bones Fist, but at the final moment, you forced me to use the Mysterious Maiden Heart Sutra."
Lin Xin Tong was a person who called a spade a spade. If she said she would exchange blows using the "Dragon Marrow Tiger Bones Fist," then it was the "Dragon Marrow Tiger Bones Fist." Suddenly switching to another technique violated their original agreement, so naturally, she had lost.
She also did not explain to Yi Yun why she had lost focus during the battle just now.
At the instant she first crossed hands with Yi Yun, it seemed that a strange energy had remained in her body and seeped into her severed yin meridian. Yet when they exchanged blows a second time, that feeling had vanished.
Lin Xin Tong herself did not know whether it had been an illusion.
If she had not lost focus during their first exchange, Yi Yun would not actually have forced her to use the Mysterious Maiden Heart Sutra.
Hearing Lin Xin Tong's words, Yi Yun was stunned for a moment. This young woman really was rather unusual. An expert like her, and a Heavenly Proud Daughter at that, would normally find it difficult to