"Fine, no problem. I'm just afraid I might hurt this young woman while we spar. What would we do then?"
Because this man had not taken the time to understand this young woman before, he had no idea how formidable her martial arts were.
"It's fine. Just spar with her without worry. You definitely won't hurt her—she might even surprise you. You'll only know once you experience it for yourself."
Uchiha Hiko could only say so much. He did not want to tell him everything, because that would make what came next meaningless.
"Then there's no need to wait any longer. I hope that, during this spar, we can both give it our true best. I will do my utmost as well. If I offend you in any way, please be forgiving, miss."
The man was still foolishly exchanging empty pleasantries. He had no idea what the woman's true level of skill was. If he truly experienced her martial arts, he would not be standing there spouting such nonsense.
"You're a grown man. What are you dawdling around for? Hurry up and begin. I don't have that much time to play around with you."
The woman spoke bluntly, and her blunt words startled the man. He had thought she was merely a frail woman, but he had not expected her to speak as boldly as a man.
The two began to spar, but after only a few exchanges, the man was already willing to concede defeat. Yet, in order to preserve his masculine pride, he kept forcing himself to hold on.
"If you feel that you can't continue, then stop. We won't blame you. Besides, our requirements for martial arts aren't that high."
"An average level is enough. What matters most is that your medical skills are better. We do