"Young master!"
As the elder rushed toward the ring, he saw the young master of his clan being thrown through the air. He shouted and rushed to Zhao Dengtian's side like a gale of wind.
Cough... cough...
Zhao Dengtian twitched slightly on the ground, and his face was ashen. He looked like he was trying to get up, but he kept failing to do so no matter how many times he tried.
Jing Yan shot a cold glare at him. Jing Yan activated the Arch of Heaven, forcibly suppressing his Vital Qi that was on the verge of going berserk.
The elder checked Zhao Dengtian's injuries, breathing a sigh of relief when he found that the young man wasn't in any mortal danger. The elder then took out some medicine and made Zhao Dengtian take a dose. The elder then turned around and glared threateningly at Jing Yan. He took a menacing step toward the younger man.
"You b*stard! You dared to harm the young master!"
"That's enough!" a cold voice cut in.
