A few seconds later, Lu Xinrong's cracked wound solidified once again, and his Qi Blood also recovered significantly.
With those words, he turned around.
Lu Xinrong, carrying his knife, once again charged toward the left door.
From his silhouette, Su Yue saw two words: Fearless.
His mouth dry, heart sour.
Su Yue didn't know what he was feeling.
Before the battle began, Lu Xinrong was already severely injured, yet he managed to hold on for so long purely out of conviction.
Is this the Martial Spirit?
Liao Ji, Zhou Yuncan, and Haoyou had all plunged into the battle.
Su Yue dared not waste any time; he rushed directly to the east door.
"Let me check the situation outside!"
His body flickered and he ran directly outside the door.
"Young man, it's dangerous, come back quickly... This is such an impressive Body Technique!"
The Investigation and Arrest Bureau captain roared angrily.
This is simply chaos! You, a student, will be torn apart the moment you're out.
