Mo Wen cast a Spiritual Aura Halo above himself to block a few blows; he had no desire to be knocked unconscious by an axe. With an elegant leap, he landed below the Martial Arts Plaza, smiling.
Even if he lost, he wanted to lose with grace. Mo Wen had always kept a low profile and practiced cultivation diligently. It was just that he was less perceptive than others and required more time.
Yet he had the heart to accept a loss willingly. His shortcomings were that he didn't come from as wealthy a background and his spells were relatively simple. Having matched his opponent for so long, he also gained some experience.
Having lost, Mo Wen approached Lai Jianlin, who hadn't yet had his turn, and flashed an embarrassed smile:
"It's your turn now, Junior Brother Lai…"
