Considering a super school like the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect, although Duan De, a disciple in the Martial King Realm, was not the most outstanding genius, the Sect still had high hopes for him and he was selected for the list of the Sage Battlefield. Ning Huxiao had no good feelings for that bearded man, but he didn't want him killed like that.
If his legs were broken, he could still be cured, recovering with the magic medicine for life extension. For Duan De being a scapegoat, it could be considered to be suffering a loss and learning a lesson. Maybe he would be a little more restrained later, but his p***s was cut in public, which was to mercilessly humiliate the whole Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect.
Ning Huxiao could not bear it.
"Enough?" Ding Hao looked back at Xime
