The proctor froze. Seeing Huo Yuhao carrying the greatsword with such an obedient expression, he nearly laughed from anger. "You really do listen, kid. I told you to go all out, and you went all out? You wouldn't stop until you smashed his brains out?"
Huo Yuhao nodded repeatedly. "Mm-hmm! I'm a good student, so of course I listen to my teacher!"
"Besides, my mother taught me that only dead enemies are good enemies. Until the very last moment, who knows whether he's just playing dead? Don't you agree?"
As he spoke, Huo Yuhao fixed his innocent eyes on Dai Huabin's face and chuckled. "Look, he still hasn't surrendered. Who knows if he's pretending to be badly injured so he can ambush me?"
The proctor wordlessly glanced at Dai Huabin, whose face was covered in blood, then at Zhu Lu, who had long since fainted nearby.
You beat them until they were barely alive. What the hell could they possibly ambush you with?
Shaking his head helplessly, the proctor glanced at Huo Yuhao's greatsword, which seemed ready to fall at any moment, and announced, "Dai Huabin Team has completely lost its ability to fight. Huo Yuhao Team wins!"
Huo Yuhao smacked his lips and regretfully put away the greatsword before turning around and walking back.
"What a pity. This guy can really take a beating. I didn't even beat the shit out of him."
The proctor's mouth twitched as he heard Huo Yuhao muttering under his breath.
How can a kid this young be so disgusting? He keeps talking about beating the shit out of people, he couldn't help complaining inwardly.
At that moment, Director of Studies Du Weilun finally recovered from his shock.
He took a deep breath, leaped into the arena, and loudly announced, "I declare that this