Dai Huabin publicly questioned an Academy teacher, utterly frightening all the Students watching the competition.
Was Dai Huabin really this bold? He actually dared to publicly accuse the Academy of rigging the competition. That was practically courting death.
Was this all the Young Master of the Duke Mansion had?
Could he not even accept defeat?
Du Wilun was helpless. Faced with such doubts, he could not show favoritism, so he directly revealed the wound on his shoulder.
At that moment, the wound inflicted by Golden Road was clearly visible, while the injuries caused by the Hell White Tiger were negligible.
Dai Huabin froze.
The Academy truly had not favored Huo Yuhao. He had genuinely lost to Huo Yuhao, who only had one ring, becoming the disgrace of the Duke Mansion.
He vaguely remembered how, not long ago, he had shamelessly declared that he would surpass Qian Chaoyun. Now, he had become a joke.
Zhu Lu hurriedly comforted him. "Hua Bin, don't be discouraged. We'll still have another chance next time."
Dai Huabin gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and pointed at Huo Yuhao. "Just wait. Next time, I'll definitely crush you. Don't think I really have no way to deal with you."
Huo Yuhao raised his chin, unwilling to respond.
Chaoyun had told him that there was no need to pay attention to the barking of those defeated by him, because a desperate dog would bite.
At this moment.
Qian Chaoyun and the other two, who had watched the entire match, could not help but shake their heads and sigh.
Dai Huabin's temperament was simply too poor.
Chen Zifeng could not help but say, "Chaoyun, didn't Dai Huabin say last time that he would surpass you sooner or later, replace you as the number one, and regain his dignity?"
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