Mo Hua roughly understood why this man had no friends.
Though talented, his personality was aloof and prideful, always eager to fight.
And his mind seemed a bit peculiar...
"Not interested." Mo Hua shook his head.
"Why not?" Ling Huxiao asked in confusion.
Mo Hua replied confidently: "If there's no benefit in it, why should I bother?"
After all, he was very busy.
Sparring in this child's-play manner was a complete waste of time.
With this time, he could be cultivating, studying formations, practicing sword control, hunting monster beasts, or earning merit points instead...
Ling Huxiao froze for a moment, feeling frustrated, then angrily said:
"A sword cultivator asking for a duel should always be fearless and undaunted! Only by moving forward and defeating strong foes can one temper the ultimate swordsmanship and forge a powerful sword heart..."
