"Little Ball, come spar with me," Zhou Fan said.
"Spar? You want to spar with me?" Zhao Qiu looked horrified.
"Old Zhou, did I do something wrong?"
"If I did something wrong, just tell me! I can apologize! Don't beat me up without even asking!"
Zhou Fan looked utterly baffled. "What the hell are you talking about?"
Zhao Qiu said, "If you want to spar with me, doesn't that mean you want to beat me up?"
With such a huge gap between their strength, what was there to spar over?
If they actually fought, Zhou Fan would absolutely wipe the floor with him!
If Zhou Fan really wanted a sparring partner, he would definitely ask Lin Qianqian. Only she had the strength to spar with him.
But instead, he had asked Zhao Qiu. Didn't that mean he wanted to beat Zhao Qiu up?
"What are you thinking? I just learned a new Taijutsu technique, so I wanted to spar with you. We're only comparing Taijutsu."
Zhou Fan had just acquired Eight Gates Release, and his hands were itching for a fight.
Zhao Qiu was a Taijutsu-type Esper himself, and his Life Shackles were very similar to Eight Gates Release, making him the ideal opponent.
"Besides, if I really wanted to beat you up, I'd just do it. Why would I need an excuse like this?" Zhou Fan said.
If he really wanted to beat Zhao Qiu up, he would charge straight in and start swinging.
Why would he waste time talking?
"That makes sense. All right, let's spar." Only then did Zhao Qiu relax.
The two returned to their private Training Ground.
This was the Training Ground Xia Qingran had left behind. She was no longer around, but it was still here, and only Zhou Fan and his few companions