"Heh heh..." Upon hearing Mo Dun's words, Xin Yun couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head as he said, "You don't need to play any mind games, we're all smart here. I know what you mean!"
Having said that, Xin Yun turned his head and shook it at Po Kong. Seeing this, Po Kong didn't say another word. He controlled the Emperor Sword Dragon to turn around and leave, heading towards the exit. It was clear... he had no intention of participating in this competition anymore.
At this point, only Xin Yun and Ming Xuan were left on the field. However... no matter who Mo Dun chose, in the end, it would have to be Ming Xuan against Mo Dun. Even if Mo Dun picked Xin Yun, Ming Xuan would come up with all kinds of excuses to step in, such as a lack of qualifications or not being a match, among other things. But from the current situation, it seemed that the previously arranged excuses wouldn't be necessary.
