“Hmph! Who is deadly? When Zhao Feng attacked he had already restrained himself from using all of his strength, or else the result would not be as simple as a broken arm! His arm would at least have been crippled, or could even have died as a result!” The judge said.
Zhao Tianjian understood immediately.
“Why not go and help your son.” The white-bearded judge waved his arms and left the stage.
Zhao Feng unclenched his fist which was full of cold sweat and looked gratefully at the elder. The elder seemed to notice this and smiled back at him with praise in his eyes.
This disturbance didn’t affect the rest of the matches.