Faced with Ding Songyan's puzzled, amused expression, Xie Fengchao nodded very seriously.
"Yes."
Since Uncle Yi had suggested sparring with ordinary Xiaoming Sect disciples first, then challenging Zheng Zhuxi once he was familiar with their techniques, a lucky opportunity beat an early start. Wasn't there one right here?
His cultivation level was just right, too, meeting Xie Fengchao's need to spar his way up the ranks!
Without waiting for Ding Songyan to respond, Xie Fengchao said earnestly:
"Not only will I restrict my strength to below the dayan realm, I won't use hidden weapons either. I'll rely solely on palm techniques and movement techniques."
I can't let people say I bullied the weak with my superior strength!
Ding Songyan couldn't help rubbing his chin with his right hand.
He had originally thought this scion of the Xie family was an elegant young gentleman, graceful and strikingly handsome. Now, though, he began to wonder whether the man was secretly a comic character, just like Brother Youyang before he had died and become a god.
After a moment, Ding Songyan said with apparent hesitation and reluctance:
"All right."
He actually had little interest. If you aren't even using hidden weapons, what's the point of sparring?
"Shall we go to the County Yamen's training grounds, then?" Xie Fengchao suggested with polished grace.
"Here will do." Ding Songyan glanced at the two senior brothers guarding the County Yamen's entrance.
Let's finish the fight before Senior Sister Zheng gets back, so it won't delay our return to Baoping Lane to rest!
Xie Fengchao raised an eyebrow.
"Here?"
Aren't you afraid of embarrassing yourself in public?
"I feel more at ease with fellow disciples watching," Ding Songyan replied casually. "Besides, losing to you would be perfectly normal, Young Master Xie. What is there to fear?"
*So