Five minutes later, both parties stepped down from the platform.0

Despite the faint redness on Moses's muscles, he looked rejuvenated like he had just released some stress. He accepted the clothes Cassius handed him and put them on.0

On the other side, four elite disciples from the martial arts hall walked away on wobbly legs. They were drenched in sweat as if they had just been pulled out of water.0

The four of them couldn't land a single attack on Moses in that five-minute fight, resulting in an impenetrable defense and broken disciple spirits. The little bit of resentment in their hearts had completely vanished.0

Seeing the dejected looks of the few, Lucas, who had been watching from a distance, stroked his beard with a satisfied look....0