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Wisps of smoke still curled through the air, and the lingering thunder of war drums still roared in their ears.
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This battle had been far too shocking.
On the Viewing Stand-the coaches' spectator seats-the coaches from each academy stared at the crisscrossing scars across the arena, their expressions grave as they gripped their armrests, palms already soaked in cold sweat.
Against such mountain-shattering, stone-splitting might, their own students probably would not have lasted even half an incense stick.
If even the academy coaches reacted this way, the other teams watching from the private boxes wore all manner of expressions.
Some teams suddenly unclenched their fists and wiped cold sweat from their foreheads in lingering fear; others secretly gritted their teeth, relieved that these fearsome fiends had finally suffered losses.
The spectator stands, however, were deathly silent.
Many society ladies and dignitaries had long since lost their usual haughty composure, veins standing out on the hands clutching their silk handkerchiefs; still more common folk pressed their palms together, murmuring prayers for the youngsters onstage.
As supporters of the winning team, even the most arrogant Yuesi fans had no desire to taunt or mock the Chang'an fans now;
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The Chang'an fans were satisfied with their team's overall performance. Everyone had witnessed the strength the members had displayed, and, at heart, they were still reserve members from the Middle Division.
Although the result left them wringing their hands in regret, judging by the course of the battle, it had been an honorable defeat.
And so both sides erupted in applause that thundered like mountains answering and oceans roaring-their youngsters might have suffered grievous wounds,