"You're really going all out on this, aren't you?"

Jiyu chuckled, slightly, like this was a game. Which...it was. To him, anyway. "Alright."

He spun his spear around with a flourish and jammed the pointy end into the ground. It cut through the cement like butter, without making so much as a stray crack. Then he gave her a overly formal bow of his own.

"I am Liao Jiyu. If you are truly a soul artist than surely you won't see any problem with a friendly match."