Lin Yun opened his eyes and looked at his flat chest. The first thought that came to mind was that he hadn't died.,Today, as Lin Yun fought, he felt a clarity in his mind, understanding everything. With each punch, a surge of heat flowed through his body, and in an instant, he grasped the essence of the fist.,Su Ziyao's face was expressionless. She said faintly, "Sword, bring it here."。