On the street.
Wu Xiaode and Shen Xiujun stood facing each other.
"I have reduced my power to the same level as yours, you can attack anytime," Shen Xiujun said.
"However, there is something I need to clarify beforehand," Wu Xiaode said.
"What?" Shen Xiujun asked.
"I am extremely afraid of pain. If you hit me, I will definitely beg for mercy, but you must not stop just because I beg," Wu Xiaode said.
Shen Xiujun's eyes did not blink as she asked:
"Are you sure it's your own request that I should not stop?"
"It is my request, but you must not kill me. You can stop when I'm only lightly injured," Wu Xiaode said.
Shen Xiujun was relieved.
As long as it was his own request, injuring him would not damage her reputation.
Shen Xiujun took out a hair band and tied her loose hair into twin ponytails.
"Brother Wu, come, let me teach you what real combat is."
She said.
Wu Xiaode said, "You must teach me seriously because I will learn seriously. If you slack off—"
