Kirin's gaze, like an invisible bolt of lightning, instantly fell upon Lin Hai. Everyone around averted their eyes as if fearing to be blinded.
Lin Hai abruptly turned his head and, in the instant he locked eyes with Kirin, he felt the soaring fighting spirit contained within that ordinary visage.
For a moment, a vigorous blood flow seemed to surge within Lin Hai's chest, slowly circulating through his limbs and body, igniting the hot blood and fighting spirit deep in his bones.
This was an opponent, a true adversary against whom he could unleash all his skills in an all-out battle.
It was as if Kirin harbored the same thoughts as Lin Hai at that moment, and that ordinary face finally revealed a trace of a smile.
"Not bad, you are strong, a worthy opponent indeed."
These words seemed to praise Lin Hai, yet they also exuded Kirin's confidence from within.
