"Ready?"
Seeing that Chen Yi hadn't drawn the Long Spear from his sleeve, a faint smile surfaced on Shui Hetong's handsome face.
"'Dragon Tiger'... The Jianghu claims you possess Spear and Fist Dual Mastery, but even then, there is a clear hierarchy. The Spear Dao comes first, and the Fist Dao second. Are you truly going to face me with just your fists?"
Chen Yi looked at him noncommittally. "Brother Shui is known as 'Fists Suppressing a Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers'—a master of fists. It's a rare opportunity, so naturally, I want to seek some guidance."
Shui Hetong smiled and shook his head. "The gap between Great Success and Perfection is like the gulf between heaven and earth, like the sun and moon competing for brilliance. You won't learn anything."
But seeing that Chen Yi still had no intention of using his Spear Dao, Shui Hetong gracefully accepted it.
"Very well. Since Brother Liu Wu wishes to meet fists with fists, I naturally won't spoil your fun."
