"Scram!"
Zang Jianfeng's sword strike failed to force Han Dong to retreat, which was somewhat embarrassing for him. With a thunderous blast, he unleashed another sword strike even more ferocious than before, this time with two sword lights.
Han Dong was directly sent flying and crashed onto the arena.
"Master... Brother Chu, I am useless, I can't hold them off!" Han Dong nearly blurted out addressing Chu Feng as his master.
He was already seriously injured, continuously vomiting blood, not able to even crawl up.
Zang Jianfeng's strength was too great. A true disciple at Sword Saint Level 1 was surely not to be underestimated.
Elder Zhuang watched Elder Huang and Zang Jianfeng rush towards the arena, showing no concern and not intending to stop them.
In her eyes, even though Chu Feng has shown great potential, she would not do something as foolish as offend a respected elder and a true disciple over someone unrelated like Chu Feng.
