The chains were the true body

"What was that just now..." Mo Shuyun frowned. "Never mind. You would've been better off falling out. It would've spared you some suffering."

Lingdang swallowed.

This man was stronger than all her previous opponents put together.

Was this a sect's Heaven's Pride?

It wasn't as though she had never seen a Heaven's Pride fight. Every year, her father took her to the sect tournament to broaden her horizons. At last year's tournament, the eldest brother of the Xu family—her own eldest brother—had performed brilliantly in the individual matches and been granted the title of Heaven's Pride by Ascension Terrace. Whenever he had some free time, she would get him to spar with her...

But whether she was watching or sparring, the pressure had never come close to what she felt from the opponent before her—even though he was a Heaven's Pride disciple who had joined his sect only a year ago, with much of his talent still untapped.

Was this what it felt like to fight a Heaven's Pride for real?

Just how much had my brother been holding back?!

"What did you... do to me just now?" Lingdang asked.

She couldn't tell how he had attacked at all.

All he had done was close his fan. In that instant, the world had spun around her, and she had nearly lost control of her body.

Though exquisitely crafted, that fan was definitely no magical artifact.

Mo Shuyun had already opened his gold-painted folding fan again, holding it in front of himself. "Take a guess."

Lingdang took a deep breath. Once she confirmed there was nothing wrong with her body, she attacked again!

Mo Shuyun still focused on dodging, but this time his counterattack came quickly. After just two or three exchanges, he snapped his fan shut.

Lingdang focused all her