"Your swordsmanship was full of openings!"
Lin Bai pressed down hard with his foot, crushing several bones in Lu Huo's body, then kicked him off the arena.
Bang.
Lu Huo landed in front of the many disciples of the Cloud Heaven Sword Sect, covered in blood and in a sorry state. He spat out blood, his expression twisted with fury.
Pfft!
Lu Huo's face contorted as he tried to speak, but rage attacked his heart. After spitting out a blood column three feet high, he tilted his head and passed out.
"Junior Brother Lu Huo!"
"Senior Brother Lu Huo!"
The many disciples of the Cloud Heaven Sword Sect rushed forward and surrounded Lu Huo, anxiously checking on his condition.
After examining him, they found that although Lu Huo's life was not in danger, Lin Bai had crushed his spine and several ribs. Even his internal organs and Dao Fruit in his dantian had sustained injuries.
It was no exaggeration to say that if Lin Bai had used even a little more force in that kick, he could have crushed Lu Huo to death!
Lu Huo had lost.
This scene left the martial artists of the Twenty-Seven Sects of Chu ashen-faced, so shocked that they were speechless.
In the hearts of the disciples of the Twenty-Seven Sects of Chu, Lu Huo was a godlike existence.
After all, in the competitions among the Twenty-Seven Sects of Chu, Lu Huo had never lost even once.
Yet such an extraordinary prodigy had not lasted even one move against Lin Bai before being beaten into critical condition. If Lin Bai had not shown mercy, he might even have lost his life.
"Are the disciples of the Five Great Families and Seven Sects all this terrifying?"
"Is this the gap between the Five Great Families and