The battle had reached a stage where there was no suspense at all. Coscola knew that he couldn't influence the opponent.
Although he could rely on speed to continuously delay, his recovery speed was extremely fast. If he kept dragging it out, he could eventually drain the opponent's strength and win, but what would be the point?
It was supposed to be a friendly match; using such tactics would be disgraceful.
After following Zhao Guang for so long, Coscola's various viewpoints were also leaning toward Zhao Guang's.
This kind of victory wouldn't mean much to him. Moreover, he represented his master's face, so his actions couldn't be shameless. He could lose but absolutely couldn't resort to endless entanglement, as it would be too disgraceful.
Coscola instantly created some distance, stopping across from the opponent, and Su Buqi didn't pursue.
"Your domain is very strong; I'm no match. This time, I've lost."
