Hong Yu stared back at Guo Fei, showing no signs of weakness.
Guo Fei's speed was astounding. In a flash, he appeared and caught Guo Tao, whose limbs had been crippled.
Gazing at Guo Tao's crippled limbs, a thunderous fury flashed in Guo Fei's eyes. A voice like rolling thunder rumbled in his throat, "You have some nerve! I told you to stop, and you still dared to injure my brother?"
"The martial gathering was established to foster the cultivation of Outer Sect disciples. As long as it isn't life-threatening, any fight on this stage is within the Sect's rules. Besides, fists and feet have no eyes. If someone gets accidentally injured, they can only blame their own lack of skill," Hong Yu retorted sarcastically.
He clearly remembered that just moments ago, Guo Tao had crippled the arm of another Outer Disciple!
Hearing this, Guo Fei narrowed his eyes and clenched his jaw. He had no way to refute Hong Yu's words.
