When Li Nanshen saw that her complexion was still normal without showing any sign of fatigue, he couldn't help but sigh too. He cast aside his brush and acknowledged with a smile, "I have lost."
There was no need to continue competing. From how the little lady started writing without any hesitation, she should have no problem reading the contents of that paper 15 kilometers away.
Moreover, he felt like he would not be able to accomplish this task as effortlessly as she was doing.
His head was already getting dizzy from looking at those cluttered characters on the piece of paper.
Li Nanshen knew that his sight was slightly dull right now because he had overused his spiritual conscious.
If he was to continue utilizing his spiritual conscious, it would also affect his conscious pool. Hence, Li Nanshen decisively cast his brush aside and admitted defeat.
