[Wei Wuxian knows better than to meet strength for strength; it's easier to divert a river's flow than stop it up completely, after all. He doesn't waste anything trying to push back against Lan Zhan's legs, instead rolling with the force of them to disentangle himself and regain some distance between them.]
Aw, you had such high opinions of me? I never would have thought.
[He's on his feet in a bare moment, graciously waiting for his opponent to rise as well. His robes are a lot messier for the scuffle, hanging open enough to see the thin rise and fall of his chest.]
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Aw, you had such high opinions of me? I never would have thought.
[He's on his feet in a bare moment, graciously waiting for his opponent to rise as well. His robes are a lot messier for the scuffle, hanging open enough to see the thin rise and fall of his chest.]