Then, he had fallen.
From start to finish, he had only said that one word.
He hadn’t even time to let out a single move.
The Tower of Purging Dust was dead silent.
Chen Chang Sheng withdrew his fist, standing straight, he then looked towards the second floor.
The clergy who had been shocked into a daze met his stare, bringing them back to their senses, they rushed down to give treatment.
The clergyman who was presiding over the matches walked before Chen Chang Sheng, wanting to ask something, in the end, they didn’t say anything.
Chen Chang Sheng had a calm expression as he did a formal gesture towards the clergyman before turning around and leaving the tower.
Staring at his fading back, that clergyman struggled to settle himself, thinking: “why are the students of Orthodox Academy all… so simple and violent?”