C622 Peak Contest Three

To an expert like Mo Sen, one mustn't be careless or soft-hearted. From the start of this battle, one person was destined to fall, and I didn't wish for that person to be me.

Mårson's pupils dilated and his expression drained, and at last he fell limply to the ground. I felt that it was not his fists but his brains that had overpowered him.

After learning my lesson