Changhe County's Greater Good? Make Way?
Changhe County's Greater Good? Make Way?
The small arenas partitioned off within the martial arts grounds were each raised two meters above the ground to distinguish the ring from the area below. Lin Mo leaped up in two or three bounds.
The young man opposite him held a long spear and appeared to be from some other county town as well.
With a broad nose, thick brows, and a square face, he looked rather amiable. Yet his movements carried a hint of awkwardness, and his large spear was made of nothing more than refined iron.
"Qianshan County native, Li Zhengheng."
He cupped his hands in greeting. Lin Mo returned the gesture. "Changhe County representative, Lin Mo!"
County representatives and ordinary visitors from county towns could be told apart by the suffix after their county names. This was also for the convenience of the spectators in the stands on either side—upon hearing the two parties exchange greetings, they would immediately know their identities.
The moment he heard the word "representative," Li Zhengheng became even more nervous. His fingers clenched around the spear shaft until they turned white, and even Lin Mo could clearly see him constantly swallowing.
"Then I... I'll go first..."
"Brother, this is a martial match. No need to be polite. Give it everything you've got!"
Lin Mo smiled and gestured for him to make the first move.
With a loud shout to bolster his courage, Li Zhengheng stamped his foot and twisted his waist. His long spear flickered, sending several flashes of cold light stabbing forward. His basic spear technique was quite solid.
Golden light glimmered in Lin Mo's eyes. Under the gaze of [Dharma Eye], the spear slowed to an extreme degree, allowing him to dodge with effortless ease.
This spear