The atmosphere was so warm that night, the moon illuminated the night sky with its light, giving peace.

There was the sound of a sword being swung, Ling was still practicing even when it was dark. He was extremely obsessed with becoming the successor of the Great Dragon.

His hair and body were drenched in sweat, he looked exhausted, but he wouldn't stop until he was satisfied with his accomplishments.

He didn't want to lose and he didn't want to be defeated.