Protracted Fight

"Come on!!"

Faced with Fu Hua's invitation, Xu Yanwu ultimately accepted.

Actually... Xu Yanwu had probably known that this day would come sooner or later.

To Xu Yanwu, Fu Hua was a companion from the past. He clearly remembered everything that had happened back then.

But Fu Hua was different.

For reasons dating back five hundred years, Fu Hua had lost her immortal body.

And because of the Divine Key, Feather of Dust, Fu Hua's memories had gradually faded away.

So, Fu Hua did not remember the past. Even now, she could not use her full strength, because doing so would only worsen her condition.

So... if Fu Hua wanted to understand Xu Yanwu's strength—even if it was only his technical skill—she could only learn it through sparring.

Xu Yanwu had once wondered when Fu Hua would finally be unable to resist challenging him to a spar.

But he had not expected Fu Hua to choose this moment to fight him.

"Fu Hua, if we're just sparring with our fists and feet first... is your body really going to be alright?"

Xu Yanwu walked step by step onto the field. Even so, he remained deeply concerned about Fu Hua's physical condition.

"For a basic exchange of martial arts, I'll be fine."

Fu Hua slowly assumed her stance. "Besides... over these past few centuries... I've nearly grown accustomed to my injuries... They won't be a problem."

"Let me see."

Xu Yanwu quickly stepped forward and grasped the hand Fu Hua had just raised into position.

He said to her, "Since... you want to spar, Fu Hua, then it should be fairer."

As Xu Yanwu spoke, the energy within his body was compressed, then passed through the hand holding Fu Hua's.

Fu Hua's physical condition was then completely revealed to Xu Yanwu.