Neonkilz

Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He sees all and knows all. The seer can predict the future and his predictions have never before been wrong. Those who heed his advice may be given a second chance while all other choices lead to doom. The seer's words are absolute.
How might you recognize him you ask...?
There have been rumors of this man who wears all black. He wears from a Black Hermit Hat to black robes draped with thin black silk. And his eyes shine a clean crimson glare when provoked. He also carries a Demonic Black Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young.

Murim Is Cringe

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.

{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.

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