Hu Xiexie became anxious, "Lü Donglin is so strong that it's very difficult to hold on for ten minutes. Zhao Dongming, as the Martial Champion's disciple, why don't you go fight Lü Donglin?"
"I'd love to, but Wu Feizhi won't let me go!" Zhao Dongming said gravely, "Wu Feizhi has already made it clear that he wants to fight a duel to the death with me tonight!"
Everyone knew that the battle between Wu Feizhi and Zhao Dongming was inevitable, as Wu Feizhi had been spreading the word around the school more than once, vowing to cripple Zhao Dongming personally. After all, the confrontation between Zhao Dongming and Wu Feizhi in the restaurant yesterday was witnessed by everyone. The hatred between the two was firmly established then.
Hu Xiexie couldn't help feeling anxious, "What should we do? Su Yang has already fought Lü Donglin, and that man is just too strong. Plus, with all of Lü Donglin's henchmen, if a fight really breaks out, Su Yang will definitely be at a disadvantage!"
