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I'll be pleased if you put up a decent fight.

[He raises his sword, body tense and ready to respond to any motion from Wei Wuxian.]

Haven't you ever been told to not underestimate your opponent?

[He held his sword up, but he didn't unsheath it yet. He would do it when absolutely necessary so as not to wear out too soon.]

Only by people who can't back it up.

[He's not going to attack until Wei's at least drawn his weapon, he's not a complete dick.]

Haha...

(Oh, now he really did need to go all out! Fine. He'll just have to be fast about it. He drew his sword and held it casually.]

Your move master.

[His words dropped with sarcasm. But, if this person was going to act like he was the end all and be all of everything how could he not?]

[In that case - Atsushi dashes towards him, going for a slice to the side. He's not enough of an asshole to try for serious or permanent injury in a friendly/"friendly" spar.

Being a spirit has made him stronger than a normal human, but he's by no means unbeatable.]

[As a cultivator, even one who hadn't restored his golden core yet, Wei Wuxian was faster and stronger than a normal human being, his sword was also not a regular sword and instead a spiritual sword. Lacking a golden core however meant he could only use it properly for a short time before his spiritual power was drained.

He spins away from the slice a movement fluid and almost like a dance. He used the momentum to swing his sword back in response allowing it to glow. The light of the sword extended its effect radius, essentially extending it beyond it's actual blade.]

[Atsushi underestimates the reach of the glowing sword, and the light slices into his arm. It draws ink instead of blood, but Atsushi doesn't look at all phased.]

Not bad-

[With more of a mind to the range of his sword's light, Atsushi goes for another attack, swiping low to Wei's knees.]

[He takes note at the ink, interesting. So this person was not human!

He want's to jump up but the crowded conditions make that dificult, so instead he used his sheath to block. He then realized he probably should have clarified something.]

Questions, is this just a sword fight, or an anything fight?

If it's something I can heal from, feel free.

[Still fighting as he talks, of course, trying to find an opening in Wei's guard]

[He grins as if he had been given the world and throws his sword up into the air. He defends with his sheath but it's not perfect, he takes a few grazes as he backs away as far as the room will allow him.

It might be noticed his sword never came down.]

[Throwing your sword always works, apparently, and Atsushi has to keep one eye on what it's doing, which necessitates backing off of Wei after a few swipes.]

Why does your sword do that.

Because it's a spiritual sword.

[And it indeed was floating on it's wrong and moving in to fight as if being wielded by someone.]

Suibian is quite special too!

[He was proud of his sword, his sword who loved him so much it sealed itself from all other users! Such a special sword!]

Though this much is a given with a cultivator.

[And he really didn't have long until his spiritual power was drained this way, so it was time to go on the offensive.]

I'm going to go all out now, so, just to remind you, I'm not responsible for any damage!

My spiritual sword doesn't do that.

[He wants a cool floating magical sword too! His is just his soul and turns into a book sometimes, what the fuck.

Now Atsushi's on the defensive. He doesn't know the limits of what that sword can and can't do on its own, so he's going to be marginally more cautious than usual.]

Maybe because you're not a cultivator?

[He can't speak for others, but then his sword simply had a spirit, it wasn't connected to his soul. Well, it could recognize his soul. But that was different.

Now the biggest advantage of a cultivators flying sword was that it was a ranged weapon, and it freed up the cultivator a little. So, taking this opportunity to pull a talisman out of his sleeve and throw it out towards Atushi before sending it enough spiritual power to activate.

It exploded.

If done right he would use the chance to attack from the front with his sheath and take advantage of the situation, if not, well, he would be embarrassed.]

[How big of a boom are we talking here? Inner has a lot of pain tolerance, so if it's a little boom he'll recover quickly enough to block the strike. If it's something more severe, then he'll take the blow on the chin, or whatever body part is appropriate.]

[It would be a flash of light, heat and force, and probably large enough to cause damage to the room. It was the sort of thing meant to be used on demons and monsters and definitely outside.]

[Definitely big boom then. Atsushi flinches backwards, wincing, somewhat burned. Do you want to know what burned ink smells like? Now you do.

By some miracle of god none of the books are damaged at least.]

[That was good, he would feel bad if books got destroyed, he may not seem like it but he did respect knowledge and literature.

Quickly on the heal of the explosion with his sword circling from behind Wei Wuxian launched an attack from above wielding his sheath like a sword to strike down. His sword, in turn, started to glow brighter and move quicker.]

[Atsushi can't block both that sheath and that sword at once, so he needs to immobilize one or the other if he's going to recover ground. He opts for the sheath, grabbing onto it with his free hand and not caring if it makes his hands bleed more ink.

Will Wei let go? Or try to yank it out of his grasp?]

[Holding onto his sheath was fine, why pull it out? He just put more pressure into it trying to push Atsushi with down force and an attempt to sweep his feet out.]

[Atsushi pushes back with as much force, but has to stagger back a step to avoid his legs being swept out from under him.

Also he plays dirty so that's definitely an attempt to kick Wei in the balls. They did establish it was an anything fight.]

[He lets go of his sheath to use both his hands to block the kick, though he saves his groin he is knocked back. He was running out of time so he went for one last hurrah.

As he fell backward he controlled his sword up and went for the kill. In a flash of light and speed, it aimed downward from above.]

[The sword comes down on Atsushi's head. If he'd been aiming to kill him, that would have been the end right there.]

I yield.

[He's not happy about it. Surprising to no one, he's a sore loser.]

[And immediately his sword fell over with a dull clang and he slumped over with and exausted gasp.]

I said... not to underestimate... your opponent.

[Despite clearly not being in any good shape, his spiritual power was pretty much depleted now, he was grinning.]

Tch. Don't look so smug.

[Now Atsushi is even more sore about it, since he's not nearly as exhausted and could've kept going if Wei hadn't gotten the upper hand.]

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