Not Poetry Battle? Word Fight?...Whatever The Fuck This Is Continues.

Gen Wen recovered himself, getting back on his feet was an immense struggle, especially against such high pressure of the noontime sun and a superior intellect that compromises your very existence if you stick around too long.

"Sorry to disappoint but..."

{Oh my folks, Gen Wen isn't done yet, he's trying to make a comeback.}

"But you see, it's not because I'm a pussy; it's because I'm an 'unload the silk and leave for milk' kinda guy."

{Oooo, it wasn't brilliant, but Gen Wen barely dodged defeat; he is still in this game!}

{I know the judges would love to overexplain and rave about the beautiful defense, but as you see, all of them are out of commission, so you won't be getting any more of those this episode, folks. So if you are dumb and do need constant explanations, leave now...}

"Oh, is this the game you want to play now, huh? Gen Wen? Well, I'll play, and I'll beat you at this one as well," the Seer replied.