This left Lin Chen feeling quite melancholy. He originally believed that, even if he wasn't stronger than Wang Hao, he could at least hold his ground for a while. But now it seems he was indeed mistaken.
Wang Hao had immersed himself in the Sword Dao for such a long time. How could Lin Chen, with only a few months of practice, catch up to him?
Not only in understanding but also in many other aspects, Lin Chen was far inferior to Wang Hao, and thus the sword skills he displayed were naturally far behind as well.
Though not yet defeated, it seemed Wang Hao had been holding back, not wanting to embarrass him in front of the crowd.
Even to the discerning observer, it was clear that Lin Chen was not Wang Hao's match, and his defeat was only a matter of time. Lin Chen was keenly aware of this.
"I lost."
Lin Chen said softly.
