"If you want to concede, just shout 'Spare me, hero!'" Song Yun said with a smile.
"Hmph, do you really think you can defeat me?" Richard said disdainfully.
"It's just a sparring match, don't take winning and losing too seriously," Song Yun said. "So what if you lose? So what if you win? We're merely engaging in a cultural exchange between East and West. You're so focused on winning and losing, you'll definitely lose miserably in the future."
"Enough with the nonsense," Richard snorted coldly, "Let's start quickly then, I'll let you experience the martial arts of my family."
"Alright then."
Song Yun said, passing the microphone to Lin Jia nearby, "Please announce our start."
Lin Jia threw a glance full of affection at Song Yun, then took the microphone and said, "Alright, let the martial arts exchange between Mr. Song Yun and Mr. Richard begin now!"
After speaking, Lin Jia stepped aside.
"Ah!!!"
