Silence ensued throughout the arena as neither of the combatants made a move.
Zheng Jin—as if to provoke Fen Lunzi even more—crossed his hands as he waited for the boy to attack.
He didn't have to wait long, as the once uneasy expression on Fen Lunzi's face turned into that of acceptance and enlightenment as he sighed.
Finally, Fen Lunzi spoke, "If you want to end this quickly, Brother Zheng, then I have an idea...If you're willing to do it, that is."
Zheng Jin looked on as his head tilted slightly in his interest. "Speak," he replied.
"A single exchange of martial skills, just like the old tradition of the Golden Dragon Sect." Fen Lunzi then gestured to the crowd, riling them up. "Does Brother Zheng dare or not?!"
"Oh?" Zheng Jin thought as he grinned.
So that was Fen Lunzi's last
