"Martial virtue?"
"You five second-years were waiting here for me, and you're talking to me about martial virtue!"
Hearing this, Lin Tian gnashed his teeth in rage. Blood Devouring Armor covered his entire body as he clenched both fists and charged at Ruan Feng.
He had never expected Ruan Feng to lecture him on martial virtue.
Seeing this, Ruan Feng hurriedly raised his fists to meet him.
"Lin Tian, catch!"
At that moment, Jiang Mingyue suddenly spoke from behind him, throwing out a long spear.
Catching the spear, Lin Tian grinned at the utterly bewildered Ruan Feng.
"Take this!"
As the spear thrust down, Ruan Feng, unable to dodge in time, had his right hand pierced through.
Excruciating pain instantly swept through his entire body.
"Ruan Feng, are you alright?!"
The other four hurried to Ruan Feng's side to check on him.
"Leave!"
Ruan Feng glared at Lin Tian resentfully.
Behind Lin Tian, dozens of new students were already charging over. If they did not leave now, it would be too late.
Having received the order, the four hurried away with Ruan Feng.
"Don't run! Who were you calling trash? Why are you running?!"
Watching Ruan Feng and the others flee in disarray, many of the new students were furious.
They had not even gotten the chance to make a move.
"Stop. This is enough."
Lin Tian stepped forward and stopped everyone.
"They are second-year students, after all, and their strongest member is among them."
"One of those five is at the Late Martial Dao Third Level?"
The crowd shuddered with lingering fear after hearing that.
Luckily, those five had been intimidated by them. If a real battle had broken out—
That Late Martial Dao Third Level fighter alone could have eliminated quite a few of them.
They might have