Jing Yuan was known as the general who was never quite awake. It was his infamous title, yet he wore it with pride.

However, whenever he sparred, he took it seriously. It didn't matter who it was, even his own student. Or even if it was just a friendly little warm up match.

So when he had his sparring partner pinned to the ground with his hand, you knew it was serious.

He cracked a small smile. “Looking dashing down there.” He commented. “Need some assistance?”