The merging of memories told him that he was fifteen years old this year. He had joined the Qingyun Sect three years ago, but his talent was too low to become a Qingyun disciple.,Adopting the stance of the Tiger Fist, Lin Yun stomped his feet and launched a flurry of punches.,The internal heat flow is still churning non-stop, warming the whole body and feeling incredibly comfortable.。