Zeng Quan's voice was seething, but there was nothing he could do. The battle was lost.
'Dammit. It's all Zheng Zhuhe's fault for running his mouth.'
As Zeng Quan made the announcement, the field instantly fell silent.
Luo Wendeng and the others reluctantly reined in their warhorses, while the students from the University Institutes collapsed to the ground one by one...
Those who had suffered bone-piercing wounds were still wailing on the ground.
Then, a number of deans and other officials rushed into Battle Valley, clearly there to retrieve their injured students. But as they landed, every one of them glared at Lu Chao and his companions, their murderous intent almost piercing the clouds.
If this were any other occasion, they would have torn the people from Dragon Flame Academy limb from limb.
The next moment… SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
Sun Shijin and his men swooped down as well, moving to protect Lu Chao and the others.
On a stone cliff nearby…
