Jake looked at him and without even an ounce of hesitation, raised his hands and taunted him to come.
"Take your weapon out." The man said. " I don't want to fight against you in an unfair manner and then be later told that I won against you while you were unarmed. Since you are lord Hell-Flame's disciple, take your sword out."
" Who said that I have to be a sword user since I am Hell-Flame's disciple? What kind of mockery are you trying to establish here? Also, what made you think you are eligible for me to lift my weapon?" Jake glared at him. His smile had vanished and in its place, serious, bloodthirsty expresison was visible.
"You, bastard." The man was angered and immediately pierced his spear through the ground and left it there. " Since you don't use weapon, neither will I. I want to see where that confidence of your comes from."
