Rivalry
"Hah… Hah… Hah…" Kairu's breathing was rough, standing in the center of scattered jet-black daggers. His strong body suffered many cuts and blood started to dye his skin.
He suffered under Lu An's relentless attack, the unlimited swap with the daggers caught him off guard. He could not read where Lu An would come from. Even if he predicted it once, Lu An would just swap with the other daggers. He tried to destroy the dagger, but it was futile as Lu An made more daggers.
If this continued, he would lose for sure. Kairu was thinking hard about how to turn the situation in his favor. However, the Flaming Lion could not think another way aside from going all out. But if he went all out, he might accidentally kill his opponent.
'Screw it!' Kairu did not care anymore about the sparring. This was about his honor as a member of the Crimson Clan. He was not willing to get taken down without using his all.