C79 An Unfinished Battle

"Grab him!" Zhao Lin bellowed, leaping forward as his palm struck with a flash. The disciple, petrified with fear, let out a scream and was sent flying, blood and two teeth spraying from his mouth. "What do we do? We can't stand by while they pick on Senior Brother Zheng Jia!" On the other side, the disciples of the Chief Elder's faction had their expressions shift dramatically