Feeling the intense gaze of the Master of the Day of Rabbit, Lu Hong smiled slightly and said, "Do you want to have a duel with me?"
"Exactly."
Seeing that Lu Hong understood the deeper meaning in his eyes, the Master of the Day of Rabbit was quite pleased.
But then, Lu Hong waved his hand and said, "Forget about fighting."
Upon hearing this, the Master of the Day of Rabbit frowned and asked in confusion, "Why? A bout of sparring can enhance our skills mutually, isn't that delightful?"
"I have sealed my cultivation for many years, and now suddenly unsealing it, I'm inevitably somewhat unaccustomed. Are you sure you want to duel when I am only at about seventy percent of my peak strength?"
Upon hearing Lu Hong's response, a sense of regret flashed through the eyes of the Master of the Day of Rabbit. Indeed, for a martial artist like him, if he is to fight, it must be against an opponent in peak condition. Otherwise, what's the point of fighting?
