C167 One Move!

At this time, blood was flowing out from Gao Zhiming's right shoulder.

Yang Ying cupped his fists towards Gao Zhiming: "Thank you for your help!"

As he spoke, he slowly walked towards his seat.

Fu Xiuyuan and the others who were at the side welcomed Yang Ying back to his seat.

The disciples opposite him had already stopped their discussions, and their faces were all black