I'll give you ten seconds—let's see your best punch!
Evan Lin’s tone was calm and unhurried. As soon as he spoke, Night Sparrow’s face darkened completely.
She stared at Evan Lin and sneered coldly, "Big talk. Let’s see whether your mouth is bigger, or your strength is stronger!"
"Here I come!"
Night Sparrow let out a sharp shout and charged forward several steps.
"What speed!"
Eldest Brother Su’s pupils contracted slightly at the sight, heart pounding.
Even though Night Sparrow wasn’t using her Vajra Realm power, her pure speed alone was already beyond an ordinary fifth-grade Vajra!
With her explosive burst, it took less than a second to reach Evan Lin.
"Let’s see how cocky you are now!"
Night Sparrow snorted and unleashed a clean, decisive punch.
The punch came in fierce, but she still held back a little, worried she might kill Evan Lin with a single blow.
"That punch was a little slow."
Evan Lin spoke lightly, his body shifting just a fraction—he didn’t even move his feet. Night Sparrow’s fist whistled past, missing him by a hair and sending a gust that ruffled the black hair at his temples.
"Hmm?"
Standing to the side, Night Summer showed a hint of surprise. "Impressive reaction speed."
He genuinely admired Evan Lin’s flawless sidestep just now.
But just that alone isn’t enough to beat Night Sparrow. Besides, Night Sparrow has already sparred with the Tiger and First Blade squads, and she’s familiar with the Nine-Star Burst Fist. Sure, its strikes are fierce and its power stacks like crashing waves, but in the end, it’s just a force-stacking boxing style—not exactly profound.
And is he really going to give her a full ten seconds?
Night Summer watched with curiosity.
The Su family members watched the scene with tense faces.
"Then take a look at this!"
Night Sparrow, having missed her punch, looked a bit angry. Without withdrawing her force, her body twisted in midair in a strange posture, and she swung a kick at Evan Lin’s head.
Bang!
Night Sparrow’s airborne kick swept up several fallen leaves from the ground.
"Seven seconds left."
Evan Lin kept his hands in his pockets, bent slightly forward, and spoke calmly.
Night Sparrow’s ankle nearly grazed Evan Lin’s forehead as it flew by.
Not a single punch or kick touched Evan Lin’s clothes; instead, because Night Sparrow had nowhere to release her force, she stumbled a few steps.
"You!"
Night Sparrow steadied herself, whipped her head around, and stared at Evan Lin, who was just a step away, her eyes full of shock and suspicion.
Evan Lin glanced at her: "Five seconds."
Three words fell.
Night Sparrow exploded in anger: "You’re looking for trouble!"
Earlier, she’d held back because Evan Lin seemed so arrogant and she thought he was just a braggart, afraid that a punch or kick would outright kill him.
But now, seeing Evan Lin’s uninterested face, Night Sparrow only felt deeply humiliated.
She turned, bent her right leg slightly, and then shot toward Evan Lin like a cannonball!
"Just seeing your deadpan face disgusts me!"
Night Sparrow’s face was full of anger. As she was about to reach Evan Lin, she started throwing punches.
Countless fist shadows gathered before her, forming an invisible barrier.
Night Summer had always thought the kid standing there was just water—calm, harmless, playing cat-and-mouse with Night Sparrow.
But right now, Night Summer suddenly realized: standing in front of Night Sparrow wasn’t some playful kitten, but a full-blown lion—proud, sharp, and untouchable from the start!
Evan Lin planted his heel, body steadying in an instant. He sneered, "Gave you ten seconds and you still couldn’t touch me."
"Now it’s my turn."
As soon as Evan Lin finished speaking, he leaned forward and whipped out a backhand. His hand smashed through the wall of fist shadows Night Sparrow had built, clean and ruthless.
Night Sparrow’s heart skipped a beat. She stared at Evan Lin, who suddenly seemed like a whole different person, and shuddered.
Just as she instinctively tried to retreat, Evan Lin was already at her side, closing in fast.
"Nine-Star Burst Fist, first punch."
Evan Lin’s voice was cold as ice. He stomped forward and threw a punch.
Boom!
The punch landed square on Night Sparrow’s left shoulder.
She barely had time to react—just felt a terrifying force slam into her shoulder, sending her flying straight out.
Bang!
Night Sparrow rolled across the ground a few times before finally stopping.
She stared blankly at Evan Lin, now ten meters away, unable to believe it. "I... I didn’t even take a single punch?"
The moment she got hit, her body instinctively triggered a Vajra qi shield—otherwise she’d have been flattened on the spot.
Even so, her left shoulder throbbed with pain. That one punch from Evan Lin was seriously brutal.
"You okay?"
Night Summer hurried over, looked down at Night Sparrow, concern all over his face.
"I lost."
Night Sparrow nearly bit her lip as she forced out the words, face burning red.
Night Summer sighed. "He’s way stronger than we thought. The real reason you lost was momentum—otherwise, you could’ve lasted a few more punches."
When Evan Lin said ‘time’s up,’ his vibe flipped in an instant, totally throwing Night Sparrow off. That split second of distraction was all it took for her to get hit.
"She’s done. Now it’s your turn."
Not far away, Evan Lin crooked a finger at Night Summer. "This time—"
"Ten seconds."
"I’ll finish you."
"Nine-Star Burst Fist, first punch."
Evan Lin’s voice was icy as ever. He stepped forward and threw a punch.
Boom!
The punch landed right on Night Sparrow’s left shoulder.
She didn’t even have time to react—just felt a terrifying force slam into her, sending her flying.
Bang!
Night Sparrow rolled across the ground several times before coming to a stop.
She stared in disbelief at Evan Lin, now ten meters away. "I... I didn’t even block a single punch?"
Her body had instinctively triggered a Vajra qi shield when she got hit, or she’d have been flattened.
Even so, her left shoulder throbbed with pain—proof of just how powerful Evan Lin’s punch was.
"You alright?"
Night Summer rushed over, looking down at Night Sparrow with concern.
"I lost."
Night Sparrow almost bit her lip as she forced out the words, face flushed red.
Night Summer sighed. "He’s way stronger than we thought. The real reason you lost was momentum—otherwise, you could’ve lasted a few more punches."
When Evan Lin said ‘time’s up,’ his vibe flipped in an instant, totally throwing Night Sparrow off. That split second of distraction was all it took for her to get hit.
"She’s done. Now it’s your turn."
Not far away, Evan Lin crooked a finger at Night Summer. "This time—"
"Ten seconds."
"I’ll finish you."