Unfortunately, Lin Yun's perseverance is sufficient, but his comprehension is too poor. After three years of cultivation, he has only reached the second level of martial arts, and he is still unable to enter the third level.,With a mighty gust of wind, fallen leaves were swirling on the ground. Lin Yun felt a surge of exhilaration throughout his body, lost in a strange sense of wonder.,The blade drew out half an inch, a gust of cold wind sweeping out. Su Ziyao swiftly sheathed the sword again, her movements so fast that one only saw a flash of cold light.。