After a deathly silence, the entire martial arts hall erupted in an angry clamor, with voices condemning Ye Fan for being excessively brutal, having consecutively inflicted serious injuries on Mo Xiaoming and Mo Jianhua.
Ye Fan stood tall, ignoring the accusations.
In ancient martial arts, a duel was inherently a matter of life or injury.
Besides, had he not exerted his full strength, should he allow Mo Jianhua to exhaust his stamina, only to lose the next match?
Especially since his intention was to intimidate the Mo family into fear.
With the Mo family's disciples suffering successive defeats and heavy injuries, the old Master Mo's brow only furrowed slightly before he turned his head and asked, "Xuangu, Xuanyu, did you manage to see through his techniques?"
"Due to the short engagement time, we only saw some," Mo Xuangu and Mo Xuanyu, standing behind Old Master Mo, said hesitantly.
