Duke of Zhen watched with excitement, slapping his thigh and exclaiming loudly.
"Qingluo's moves are even more nimble than Jinyu's. If the fight goes on for a hundred more moves, Jinyu will definitely lose."
Lin Xiaoyang's focus was different from his father's.
He had recently resumed his martial arts training and was diligent in his practice, which made him more sensitive to the techniques being used and could accurately discern the gap between the two siblings.
"It won't take a hundred moves."
The Old Master was experienced and wise, and his judgement was even more accurate: "If it weren't for Qingluo intentionally holding back, Jinyu would have already been defeated."
"Grandfather, in your opinion, where does Qingluo's martial arts lineage come from?"
Lin Xiaoyang seized the opportunity to approach the Old Master and ask the question that had been bothering him for a long time.