As Brother Mo's figure dashed forward, he quickly lunged towards Su Qi, a cold gleam closely following.
"And another thing, don't get all fancy with your poetry. I've never been to school."
Su Qi tilted his head slightly, dodging Brother Mo's icy glint. Midair, he moved while calmly laughing, "So fierce, can't you think of our friendship and pretend to swing or go easy? Isn't it nice to fish while we fight?"
"No..." Brother Mo shook his head seriously, "Going easy is out of the question. After all, this is a team battle. If it were a solo match, maybe I could spare some time to practice with you, consider it guidance."
"But now, for the victory of the whole team, I must quickly take you down."
Brother Mo was serious. The dueling ground was not just about him alone; by swiftly taking down Su Qi, he could quickly offer support and change the current team's combat situation, seizing victory in this battle.
"Rankings... have blinded you," Su Qi also shook his head, sighing.
