After hearing Qi Ming's words, Han Yun's expression could not help but freeze for a moment, and his expression turned slightly cold.
He did not expect Qi Ming to be so insolent and actually treat him as an opponent to train.
"Okay!" Han Yun shouted softly and followed closely. He jumped onto the four-sided arena and stood not far from Qi Ming. The two sides were about a hundred meters apart.
Han Yun said, "Since your cultivation level is at the late-stage Nascent Soul realm, how about this? I'll suppress my cultivation to the late-stage Nascent Soul realm and fight you? I won't take advantage of you."
"Suppress your cultivation?" Qi Ming smiled. "There's no need for that."
"Senior Brother Han Yun actually wants to suppress his cultivation and spar with Legacy Disciple Qi?"
"This…"
"If I'm not wrong, Legacy Disciple Qi used 30 years to advance from the early-stage Nascent Soul realm to the late-stage Nascent Soul realm."