Lowell imagined many possibilities for this battle, but he never thought it would be so disastrous, being defeated in an instant.
To Xu Mo, fighting him seemed like… playing.
They were not on the same level.
This feeling left Lowell somewhat despairing; he was the top of this year's Mystic God Temple, fifth in the Ten Temple Alliance. How could the gap be so vast?
Lowell looked down at his torn clothes and still had blood at the corner of his mouth. He showed a bitter smile, seemingly mocking himself.
This battle completely shattered his confidence.
In the previous fight with Augustus, he at least had some power to fight back. Although he eventually lost, it didn't destroy his confidence. Instead, it made him more confident in his own combat power; he thought he might have a chance to try battling Xu Mo.
Then... there was no "then."
Lowell looked up at Xu Mo and said, "It seems I'm still far behind."
