You Er and Qi Er exchanged a glance and said in unison, "Alright."
The Second Master laughed; these kids really were as fearless as young calves not afraid of tigers.
Sending two of them up at once made it easy to gauge these two youngsters' abilities.
If, by chance, they managed to win the first two rounds, it wouldn't matter; he and the First Master would personally take the stage in the end.
No way could they not handle these two young brats.
Forget the prized horse, he was determined to get his hands on the ten thousand taels of silver!
You Er suddenly gathered his breath and shouted, "I have a request."
"Blades and swords have no eyes, and if by chance the horses get hurt, it wouldn't be good. How about we just fight with fists and feet?"
The Second Master laughed at You Er's suggestion, "Alright, I too wouldn't want to injure the prized horse."
"Let's settle it with fists and feet then."
