Hu Long rolled his eyes, wondering if he was going too easy on this old man. The fight until now had mostly been probing strikes and careful maneuvering to suss out Kong Weizhe's strength, but so far, he'd found the old man lacking.
'Don't get a big head, you foolish disciple. It's old foxes like this that have the most tricks up their sleeve,' the voice of his master rang out in his head, sounding rather impatient.
Her scolding tone brought Hu Long back to reality, and he slowly got back into stance, observing Kong Weizhe and waiting for his next move warily. She was right; he was starting to get ahead of himself after getting only a little bit stronger.
Just because this fight was going well didn't mean he was any more impressive than usual. He had to take each fight seriously if he wanted to move past his usual weakling self.
'Thank you, master. I'll take this seriously, from now on,' he thought, hearing the approving croon of her voice from within.
