The young martial artists who came to carry out the glorious tradition were all sent back on stretchers in ambulances.
Suddenly, the clamoring crowd downstairs sunk into silence.
Huang Fengwan and the others looked at each other at a loss for a while. Things had really gone crazy this time. Much to their surprise, the freshmen were so strong that not only did they wipe out the seniors that had come to carry out the glorious tradition but had also drawn the attention of the head of the Department of Martial Arts, Asura.
After being silent for a few seconds, someone asked finally, "What should we do now? The rest of the people who had come to carry out the glorious tradition have left. And we are bound to see much of each other."
Huang Fengwan sighed, under the gaze of the crowd. "I will go and check out their intentions..."
