Yu Tianheng caught the mockery in his words and gave a bitter smile. "It was all a misunderstanding, Yan Zi. You were too impulsive."
Dugu Yan replied unhappily, "Tianheng, this kid had no good intentions. If I hadn't stepped in to stop him, you would already have been seriously injured."
Wu Qi's attack had certainly been sharp, but Yu Tianheng was confident that, with the defensive power of his third spirit skill, he would have suffered nothing more than superficial injuries.
Wu Qi could not be bothered with them. Without a word, he turned and left.
Watching the two walk away, Yu Tianheng sighed. "Sigh, I was still too impulsive."
It was foreseeable that, from this day onward, people in the academy would definitely disparage Royal Fight Team One.
After all, their conduct had been truly disgraceful.
"Wu Ge, if Senior Sword Douluo hadn't interrupted the match, it felt like you could have taken on their whole team by yourself." Qian Gu Changkong said with a chuckle.
Justice lived in people's hearts.
More than half the academy's students had come to watch the match. Royal Fight Team One had bullied others by throwing their weight around, and everyone had seen it clearly!
With lackey Wu Qin fanning the flames, Royal Fight Team One's reputation was bound to be ruined.
"They're nothing but sanctimonious rats," Wu Qi remarked indifferently.
Dugu Yan's behavior was pure love-brained stupidity, comparable to Tang San's reaction whenever Xiao Wu was hurt.
Yu Tianheng had voluntarily challenged Wu Qi, so he must have been prepared to get injured beforehand.
Yet once he was injured during the match, Dugu Yan was unwilling to accept it.
Being love-brained really harmed both oneself and others!
The two returned to their dormitory for a brief rest. Once night fell, they