"Many thanks to Senior Sister Mo Qing for your guidance. You let me win."
Li Tianming withdrew from the combat arena, put away his spear, and cupped his hands in salute, clean and decisive.
He had given Mo Qing Lianyi plenty of face.
Mo Qing Lianyi had exited her Hun Yuan state by then. Her chest was covered in blood, her face deathly pale, while the five-pointed-star-like Hun Yuan pupils at the corners of her eyes trembled incessantly. The electric serpents represented her current fury and unwillingness.
She was completely stunned. Hearing Li Tianming's words, she let out a low roar and snapped, "Let you win my ass! It's not over yet! Don't start celebrating at halftime!"
But before her words had even faded, someone pulled her back.
"Heal first. The Tai Yu Divine Treasury Assembly is about to begin. Stop making a scene."
The speaker was none other than the Mo Qing Prefecture God. His expression was clearly unsightly... but with strength at his level, he could better see just how vast the gap in this battle had been.
He took out a large amount of Origin Spirit Springs to nourish Mo Qing Lianyi's body. Feeling the force of her father's slap and the coolness of the Origin Spirit Springs... Mo Qing Lianyi slowly came to her senses.
"Father, that fight was suffocating! I didn't get to show anything at all!" Mo Qing Lianyi said unwillingly.
"The fact that you didn't even get a chance to perform only proves that he utterly defeated you. Stopping now will at least spare you some embarrassment," the Mo Qing Prefecture God said sternly.
"Utterly defeated..."
Mo Qing Lianyi truly found that fact impossible to accept. She had been crushed into dregs by someone she looked down on—so who exactly was skilled at