章 227: Round One.

Yang Dao supported Lin and the two people moved toward the Infirmary. Talen has given him the gun back before dispersing. The boy held a black boot in his hand, while Lin had her arm over his shoulder. She jumped on her other leg to move forward. 

The injury on her leg may have looked like a common bruise, but Yang Dao saw her ankle was almost dislocated. This was too hard of a move played by Trent in a simple sparring match, Lin had a faint blush on her face as the boy placed his other hand on her waist. Yang Dao would lay if he said that he did not like Lin but the affection was not too strong. They did not have that deep of an interaction. 

Yang Dao said, "Senior, you could have handled that guy harder." he intended Lin goes easy in sparring matches. 

Lin nodded and said, "I was trying to practice my hard and soft skills with him. I did not expect him to pull this kind of move. At first, he seemed very diligent to me. That is why I was not on my guard."