C586 Sparring

With a loud shout, the corner of Ichiro Miyamoto's mouth suddenly curved into a cold smile. He gripped his palm into a blade and swung it fiercely, bringing about a wave of air waves as it approached.

Lin Qiu had his hands crossed in front of him. He absolutely did not expect the Sunshine State person to be so vicious, to actually sneak in and attack him the moment there was a single word