Adopting the stance of the Tiger Fist, Lin Yun stomped his feet and launched a flurry of punches.,A gust of wind swept across the field, sending the fallen leaves swirling in the air. They shattered into countless fragments and rustled as they fell to the ground.,Opposite him stood a man and a woman, both with extraordinary bearing and elegance. In terms of temperament, they formed a striking contrast to the person who had spoken first.。