The underclassmen who hadn't managed to leave yet, as well as some other students just passing by, were all completely stunned by the scene.
How could Li Tie possibly have the energy to answer at a time like this?
Snot and tears mingled with the bright red blood from his nose. His mind was a complete blank. The sharp, stabbing pain from his broken nasal bone, combined with the deep shame of having his pride utterly shattered by a single slap, made him wish he could just pass out... or find a hole to crawl into and disappear.
"Is... is that Xu Luo? The guy they call the Civil Servant's Rice Bowl?"
"It... it seems so!"
"'A piece of trash who can take down a Tier Seven Swordsman with a single punch so he can't even get up... Now that's something I've never seen before!' said someone who recognized Li Tie, looking sympathetically at the blood-soaked boy on the ground."
