Coach Lu let out a wail and collapsed to the ground.
He frantically tore off his shirt, grimacing in pain. He didn't dare touch the wound, so all he could do was grit his teeth and endure it.
Seeing this, Elder Zhang's eyelid twitched. 'I can't believe this young man is so ruthless.'
He immediately circulated "Dai Zongfu How" at full power, doing his utmost to dodge and counter Zhao Rui's techniques.
He couldn't help but shout, "I concede! Fellow Daoist, please stop! This is all a misunderstanding."
Seeing this, Zhao Rui didn't press the matter. He immediately retracted his technique and stood tall, looking coolly at Elder Zhang.
"A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"
Before Elder Zhang could speak, Dean Wang had already rushed forward, his expression urgent.
"Everything is a misunderstanding? Then what's the point of having laws?"
Zhao Rui snorted coldly.
Hearing this, Dean Wang quickly said, "Young man, don't be hasty. I will be sure to make this right for you."
