Chapter 2285
"Did you just say you're an ancient martial arts expert? How good are you? Do you dare spar with me?"
Ludwig interrupted before Perseus could finish his sentence. Then, he wagged a finger at the latter, fully intending to taunt him.
"Of course, you can. But let's talk about what happens when you lose."
So, Ludwig asked for a spar. Perseus wouldn't have had it any other way. In fact, he was scratching his head because he couldn't find a way to show off his authority. Now, Ludwig had just served himself on a silver platter.
As a matter of fact, Perseus was inherently a rough and uncultured person. He didn't like it when he had to compete intellectually. If he could resolve an issue with his fists, he would definitely shut his brain off and do it.
"Lose?" Ludwig scoffed and chuckled. "Young man, you severely lack some sense of awareness. I'm one of the top fighters in Flementi. Do you fancy that you can win me in a fight?"
"Never take anything for granted. I've always been a luck

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