In the dormitory for the freshmen, the thick stench of blood lingered in the corridor.
Six dark robed men were now lying barely breathing upon the ground. Not even in their dreams would they have thought that a day would come where they would be defeated by a bunch of youths who still had not weaned off milk. What made it even more blood vomiting inducing was that they had been defeated without even being able to retaliate at all.
Although Qiao Chu and the others were marked with quite a few wounds as well, but compared with the state the dark robed men were in, they were in way much better circumstances. Moreover, with Jun Wu Xie concocting elixirs for them these wounds to the companions, were not even worth mentioning.
"Tsk, I had thought how long these guys would be able to hold their mouths but they had confessed to everything after just a couple of rounds!" Qiao Chu said as he rubbed at his chin, his gaze looking at one of the dark robed men.
