In the shadows, three venerable masters from All Stars Academy watched Ao Fang, who had been on the ground for some time, unable to get up. One of them spoke with a frown.
"Isn't that little fellow being a bit too ruthless? Should we stop him?"
Another master shook his head. "These are the rules set by the Dean. As long as no one dies and no underhanded methods are used to damage a person's foundation, it's fine!"
The master who had spoken first said, somewhat displeased, "But is this really okay?"
The last master, a man with a jujube-red face, sneered. "What's not to like? Our All Stars Academy is a place that produces experts. We cultivate the strong. These youths are like wolf pups; they grow up and sharpen their claws and fangs by fighting their peers. I'm sure the families who sent them here don't want them to become so-called 'experts' who are all talk!"
