Wu Long sighed, looking at the kneeling man "You really expect me to cut you down like this?"
"It was an honor to cross blades with a great master such as yourself", Li Weifang spoke, seemingly unable to muster up any desire to continue fighting, his face dropping to look down at the red ground, "And it would be an honor to die by your blade..."
Wu Long's eyes looked at the kneeling man, seeing a strong desire to live clashing with some kind of imperative to die.
Perhaps he was just too overwhelmed, as the difference in their martial skill was too far apart. But there also seemed to be something else going on.
"Thank you for letting me witness the true Halberd Arts... I only hope to know your name if that is allowed...", Li Weifang spoke further.
"...", Wu Long didn't answer at first, as a slightly frustrated look appeared in his eyes. If he killed him here now after this, he knew it would leave a bad aftertaste.
