In Yanshen City, the crowd was abuzz with discussion.
After all, the outcome of this battle was truly unexpected.
"Congratulations, Brother Mo, after this battle, your name will surely be known throughout the Eastern Desolate by everyone!"
As Mo Wangchen descended to the ground, Zhang Tianhua and Xi Xiaoyu, along with others, gathered around, clasping their hands and smiling.
Mo Wangchen nodded in response to each, then cast his gaze towards Jian Yi.
"I lost. As promised, I won't take another step out from Heavenly Martial for a thousand years. During this time, I will diligently study the Heavenly Martial Sword Technique. One day, I will come again to learn from your skills!" Jian Yi slowly exhaled, seeming to come to terms with many things.
"Always welcome." Mo Wangchen replied.
There was no grudge between him and Jian Yi; this battle was not a fight to the death. The opponent's ability to take it up and let go left Mo Wangchen with a bit of admiration in his heart.
