If the former won, it could help Zuo Xiaoduo and the others establish the heart of a powerhouse, bringing endless benefits; if the latter won, it could spur them to work harder and understand that the waves behind drove on those ahead, that beyond every sky lay another sky, and beyond every expert stood someone greater!
But now that Zuo Xiaoduo had used the Flame Sun True Scripture, that once-familiar scorching heat wave gave him a genuine sense of danger. If they really kept fighting, who knew how many students from Class Nineteen would be burned? It would be bad if they suffered serious injuries.
This was, after all, a contest between students. If the fighting suddenly escalated, or even caused casualties, it would run counter to his original intentions.
At his command, everyone on both sides stopped.
Of those from Class Nineteen still on the field, fourteen dropped onto their bottoms the instant both sides stopped, sweat pouring off their bodies as they gasped for breath, their faces deathly pale. Three of them actually fainted outright.
At that same cry to stop, Long Yusheng's and Yu Moyan's legs both gave way, and they were about to sit down. But Zuo Xiaoduo caught one in each hand and firmly held them upright.
Wan Lixiu had also exhausted her qi and strength and slumped straight into Long Yusheng's arms. If Long Yusheng fell, she would naturally fall with him, and since Zuo Xiaoduo had caught Long Yusheng, that meant he had caught her too.
Zuo Xiaoduo panted, his face covered in bruises and swelling, both eyes ringed in black, and seven or eight large lumps on his head. His clothes had been torn to tatters all over, almost reduced to strips, but he supported Long Yusheng and Wan Lixiu with his