"We spar. Show me what you got, and I'll determine if you're worthy to be taught my technique."
Simon frowned at the words of Instructor Ormon.
"You want me to spar with you? That isn't fair. You're way stronger than me."
Instructor Ormon nodded. "True, but don't worry. I won't use my demonic energy in the slightest. I'll also use a single hand, and I won't move from this circle."
He drew a circle around him with his toe, and Simon raised a brow when he saw this.
'Not too big and not too small. But his constitution is insane. Enhancing your toe with demonic energy and using it to cut this hard ground to form a circle is something I can't do at my current level.'
'Would I even be able to cause him any harm?'
He shook his head lightly and released a soft sigh.
"Although, you doing all of that does not still mean I'll win, but no problem. What are the terms of the spar? When do I win? When do I lose? When does it end?"
"All good questions," Instructor Ormon replied calmly.
