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Wang Tian remained silent, his eyes wide with fear as he stared at Mo Wen. He still couldn't comprehend how this person had appeared before him, and he hadn't even had a chance to react.
"Kid, if you know what's good for you, let my young master go immediately. We can forget this ever happened; otherwise, today will be your last!" The five of them did not heed Wang Tian's command. With their cultivation levels, they were considered the backbone of the Wang family. Although Wang Tian's father cared for his son, the guards assigned to him were all martial artists. They would only have cultivators accompanying them if they were leaving Moro City. This time, they had not come out on their master's orders but had been enjoying themselves when they happened to run into their young master and were dragged here. Originally, they thought they were just dealing with a minor inconvenience, but now it seemed that their young master was in the hands of someone who posed a real threat. If anything happened to him, it would be difficult to explain to their lord. The five formed a battle formation, ready to rescue their young master from Mo Wen.
"Tsk tsk! Young Master Wang, look at your lackeys. Aren't you afraid that I might slip and accidentally harm your precious genius here in Moro City?" Upon hearing Mo Wen's words, Wang Tian shivered involuntarily; the possibility he mentioned was indeed real. Observing the stance of the five opponents, it seemed that things would not end well today. Mo Wen had no intention of causing harm—at least not to Wang Tian—because keeping him alive could prove useful later. Defeating the five with his own strength would be easy, but he wasn't confident about not injuring them in the process. "Young Master Wang, since we're both at the Qi Binding Realm, why don't you experience the difference for yourself?" With that, he tossed Wang Tian aside and charged into the formation of five.
The sudden attack from the young man took the five by surprise, but they quickly regained their composure; after all, they were used to dangerous situations. Under the moonlight, the six of them darted around on the hillside, weapons clashing and sparking as they fought. Mo Wen's combat style was primarily close-quarters fighting, which gave him a significant advantage against Transcendence Stage martial artists. Although these practitioners had grasped the Law of Power and could use it in combat, they ultimately lacked external offensive capabilities and relied on their fighting skills instead.
This was Mo Wen's first real battle, and his techniques were straightforward and efficient—thrusts, swings, chops, slashes—without any unnecessary flourishes. Despite being outnumbered five to one, the five Speed Realm fighters found themselves overwhelmed from the start. They felt utterly frustrated; although Mo Wen's attacks appeared unrefined and lacked formal martial arts training, each strike was deadly serious. One careless move could cost them their heads. Meanwhile, Wang Tian watched in shock; no wonder he felt so powerless against this person.
As the battle continued, Mo Wen found himself in no rush to finish it. Although he could easily defeat his opponents, he wanted to savor the experience of fighting someone else. After a quarter of an hour passed, he lost interest in continuing the fight while his opponents were eager to end this frustrating encounter. However, they had no control over how to disengage.
"Everyone," Mo Wen said as he sheathed his blade and instantly appeared beside Wang Tian, "I don't see any reason to continue this fight. You five can't do anything to me; if we keep going and someone ends up dead among you, it won't be fun anymore. What do you think?"
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