He understood why, after hearing the words of the Martial Champion Scholar, a surge of battle spirit rose within him; it was the elusive Martial Arts Dao destiny pushing him towards the title.
"Su Tu, keep it up. If you win, we'll all benefit!"
Mo Ya looked at Su Tu and spoke with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Su Tu sensed a hint of farewell.
"Are you all leaving?"
Su Tu asked uncertainly.
"Of course, we're leaving. That Martial Champion Scholar has started sweeping away other martial artists. Though he doesn't kill, we can't withstand his fists, and besides, Luo Fan and Xiong Laile are still in the training camp. I'm uneasy leaving them there."
Fatty Zhuge shrugged as he spoke.
Hearing this, Su Tu furrowed his brows slightly. Much of their injuries were because of him, though those who caused the injuries were killed by him.
Yet, the injuries on their bodies remain.