Son of Liu Zhengqing

Boom!

The largest pile of ruins exploded, and the Mozi Mecha straightened up, standing silently amid the wreckage.

Hiss.

Pneumatic mechanisms whirred.

The hatch in the mecha's chest slowly opened. Mo Yu slowly rose to his feet, folded his arms once more, and tucked them into his wide sleeves.

He gazed at the scene before him with a tragic expression.

Liu Di.

I merely used the terrain to deceive you a little.

And San Zhi Po became your enemy over that.

First lightning, then fire, and finally blades?

Now you had actually razed it to the ground.

Most importantly, you even found time to beat me up.

You really didn't treat me like a person.

Looking as if his heart had died beyond all sorrow, Mo Yu trembled. "You're bullying me too much."

The young Giant Son stepped through the air and arrived before Liu Di. He sniffed, his gaze fixed on the distance.

He said calmly, "The incense burned out long ago. I'm perfectly fine now, and the Mozi Mecha is intact. You did not win."

"You're really stubborn."

Liu Di chuckled. He had already gained some understanding of Mo Yu's personality.

Mo Yu had become the leader of the Mohist School at such a young age. Proud and arrogant, he held himself in high esteem. Getting him to admit that he was inferior to someone else would be harder than beating him to death outright.

Liu Di smiled again. "I defeated Zhang Mofeng, split the sea of clouds with one sword strike, broke through the Mohist School's Shield Gate, defeated Shangguan Yanzhi with exotic beasts, easily walked out of Ye Yun's flower garden, and defeated the Mohist School's four Giant Sons all by myself."

Mo Yu frowned.

Liu Di really had been unstoppable this time, his strength astonishing.