On the way back, Zhao Zhe wanted to laugh whenever he thought of the administrators' stunned faces.
He slapped his thigh as he laughed.
"This is the first time I've ever seen them lose their composure like that. It was spectacular. Too bad we couldn't record it, or we really should've kept it as a memento and sent it to everyone back home.
We could title it... Hold Up the Heavens' elbow strikes still pack a punch in the outside world. I imagine they'd be delighted to see it. After all, getting rained on alone is nothing compared to getting rained on together."
As he spoke, he realized that no one around him was joining in. They all looked distracted.
"What's wrong? Why do you all look so strange?"
Chen Ze raised his head, his expression somewhat grave.
"Teacher Zhao, haven't you noticed one crucial point?"
Zhao Zhe's heart jolted. "Wh-what point?"
Chen Ze closed his eyes and exhaled like a wandering ghost before speaking in a trembling voice.
"They're... eighth tier now."
Boom!
A thunderclap exploded inside Zhao Zhe's head, instantly wiping away every thought except for one sentence that played over and over.
Hold Up the Heavens was eighth tier...
Hold Up the Heavens... was eighth tier now...
"Heh heh, Bajie, Bajie, you've got a good heart~"
Gou Xiangwang stared blankly at Zhao Zhe, who seemed to have gone mad.
"Could you not give up on treatment?"
Zhao Zhe turned toward him in a daze, one eyebrow furrowing.
"Do you think it's too late for me to get Lan Huaiyu to switch places with me?"
Chen Ze patted his shoulder. "It's too late. Accept reality."
Sun Cheng sighed. "Nice singing. It would've been even better without the trembling."
Huang Songming's steps faltered slightly. "Principal Zhao, I forgot to