Mo Wen had thought that the events surrounding Lingxiao Pavilion's destruction back then had been kept secret. He didn't know that clever people had long since pieced together a great deal from the tiniest clues. Seeing that Ling Tian showed no hostility toward him, Mo Wen grew even more confident in his judgment, and a little curious about Ling Tian, too.
The challenge matches were still underway. Mo Wen pressed on without a break, and few of his opponents could withstand more than a few exchanges with him. Before long, he had won a hundred matches and qualified for the next stage.
After finishing his challenges, Mo Wen eagerly headed over to Hua Min'er, looking like a child eager to show off his grades to his parents. Hua Min'er could only laugh helplessly. She told him to head back early, explaining plainly that she still had to compete in the next stage.
Mo Wen obeyed Hua Min'er without question and returned to the Yang Stage, overjoyed. The elders, including Mo Wen, also withdrew one after another. After Tian Ru and the other enforcers announced that the next stage would begin in three days, they left as well.
Once Mo Wen and the others were gone, all the cultivators in Chaos City erupted into excitement. Their talk centered on Mo Wen's strength. Even the fiercely proud Xing Zhan and Long Xing exchanged glances, the gravity in each other's eyes plain to see.
After chatting casually with Lian Yue and the others, Ling Tian and Hua Min'er returned together. Back on the arena, Ling Tian began analyzing Mo Wen's strength. His brows furrowed, and his expression grew increasingly grave.
"Ling Tian, that kid Mo Wen is extraordinarily strong. I'm afraid no one among the younger generation can match him." Poxiong's voice rang