"Mo Hua!" Bai Zisheng said happily. "Did you bring food?"
"No..."
"Then you came to play with me?"
"No... I came to see Mr. Zhuang," Mo Hua said honestly.
Bai Zisheng felt deeply disappointed.
"Have you finished your lessons?" Mo Hua asked.
"Not yet. Just a little left. Don't feel like doing it." After Bai Zisheng finished speaking, he lay back down again.
Mo Hua's eyes lit up. "Then you don't have much to do right now, do you?"
"I guess." Bai Zisheng nodded.
"Then let's spar!"
"Spar!" Bai Zisheng sat up straight in excitement, but after glancing at Mo Hua, who was at the fifth level of Qi Refining, with meager spiritual power and a thin frame, he frowned and said, "What are you going to spar with me in?"
Mo Hua said in a low voice, "Movement technique."
Bai Zisheng looked a little lacking in interest. "How boring."
"If you don't want to, then forget it." Mo Hua turned to leave.
Bai Zisheng hurriedly got up, grabbed Mo Hua, and said:
"Not boring, not boring. It's better than me lying around with nothing to do right now, anyway."
Bai Zisheng thought for a moment, then asked, "But how do we compare? Movement technique... what is there to compare?"
"I just learned a new movement technique, for preserving my life." Mo Hua took out a cheap jade pendant, threaded a strip of cloth through it, tied both ends, and hung it around his neck.
"You try to snatch this jade pendant from me. If you get it, you win."
"Is there a prize?"
Mo Hua said with some difficulty, "I don't have many Spirit Stones."
Bai Zisheng waved a hand. "It's not like I care about Spirit Stones."
"Then if you win, I'll treat you to beef, and add