Everyone was dumbfounded as they watched the scene unfold, their hearts in their throats. The members of the Star Pavilion were in despair.
"Heavens, is Brother Mo Fan going to be crippled?"
"How could it be like this?"
"Is this kid trying to pierce the heavens?"
Mo Fan was also filled with despair. Am I really going to be crippled? How did it come to this?
Just as the fist was about to land, a cold snort echoed from afar. "Boy, stop!"
The voice surged in like a vast ocean, causing everyone's bodies to tremble. Many disciples instantly fell to their knees, utterly powerless in the face of such might.
"Heavens, an elder has intervened!"
"It's not an ordinary elder; it's a Core Disciple!"
"A Grandmaster-level elder has made a move!" The disciples were shocked to their core.
「On the platform」
Mo Fan was overjoyed, exclaiming, "Master!"
