When Jiang Wang left Green Cliff Academy, his face was numb.
That bastard Mo Ci had never meant well.
What bullshit "helping you verify yourself."
Mo Ci had turned it all into live instruction!
Every academy disciple who came over would first discuss tactics before the battle, receive pointers at any moment during the fight, and get a detailed post-battle summary afterward. Through the whole process, Jiang Wang had been used to the fullest.
He had clearly come to challenge them with the sword, to clash with the strongest of this realm, test each other's learning, and seek the ultimate truth of the Outer Tower. Yet in the end, he had thoroughly served as a sparring partner for Green Cliff Academy's disciples!
Seventeen instructional battles.
They had been so painstakingly elaborate that he was exhausted in both body and mind.
Especially since, in the middle of fighting, Mo Ci would occasionally call a halt. Then he would rattle off a whole string of commentary before calling for them to continue.
During the post-battle summaries, he would even drag Jiang Wang over to explain in person—"Look, if he had done this and this at the time, wouldn't you have done this and this..." Things like that.
Jiang Wang felt like a puppet produced by the Mo Sect. No, worse than a puppet. A puppet at least cost money!
But what about him?
He had come knocking on their door to teach them through sheer hard work, letting the academy disciples "broaden their horizons," and then had to thank them for it! He had only stopped short of paying them for the expense of "verifying himself"...
Although those seventeen battles had been utterly crushing, and he had won every one. Although Green Cliff Academy's Outer Tower disciples each had their own flair,