With a thunderous sound, the elite member of the Golden Sword who was sparring with the chubby guy was sent flying...
It was not a capture, not a takedown, but rather a knockback from a heavy blow. Who said that a chubby guy lacked agility? The elite from St. Calina Academy merely lures the enemy into a false sense of security before striking with a deadly blow.
The Golden Sword student, representing the sparring students, had completely lost his balance. His trajectory was towards Wind Thunder's side. If not stopped, he was inevitably going to hit the wall, which would certainly be devastating.
Elvis took a quick step forward, managing to catch the student by the corner of their cloak just in time to halt his fall. Feng Yi raised an eyebrow; the kid had did well, otherwise he would have had to step in.
"Brother, are you okay?"