"There's no need to recruit this person." The young man's voice came slowly.

Kou Yujia was stunned when he heard this. He wanted to ask the reason, but in the end he suppressed his doubts in his heart.

"Yes, Master Young God!" Kou Yujia lowered his head in response.

The young man suddenly disappeared from where he was.

Kou Yujia felt relieved when he noticed that the young god had left.

He frowned slightly, thinking: Why didn't Master Shaoshen let him recruit that girl? Obviously, that girl is very strong...

Just as he was thinking this, several other people came back.

The white-clothed woman's expression changed slightly, "Yujia, how did you get so badly injured?"

Kou Yujia looked up at them and gave a wry smile, "We met a tough guy."

"Tough guy?" Several people were stunned.

Kou Yujia told them the whole story.

The man in red said in shock, "One of the seven great prehistoric beasts, the White King?! She's actually been contracted?"

Kou Yujia nodded.

The woman in white looked slightly serious, "No wonder you were injured so badly..."

"How are you progressing?" Kou Yujia looked at them.

The man in black said, "Not only are they unwilling to be recruited, but they're also being stubborn and refusing to reveal why they always lose in the tenth match."

"Yeah, that red-haired guy was almost crippled by me, but he still said with a playful smile, 'This is just his own competitive fun.' He's not serious at all."

"They all lost, and now they are seriously injured. They should be recuperating in the arena hall."

Kou Yujia seemed to be thinking deeply after hearing this, and then he said slowly, "I have guessed why they would rather lose the competition than stay."

"What's the reason?"

"In order to break through the realm of cultivation and become stronger."

Upon hearing this, several people looked at each other.

The woman in white frowned slightly. "I see. No wonder they didn't show any fear when they fought us. Instead, they felt a strange excitement. They...seem different from the competitors who have been here recently. The other competitors were only focused on leaving Lower Three Ruins, but they lingered here."

Kou Yujia sighed softly, "Just now, Master Young God said that there's no need to recruit that girl. Since they are in cahoots with that girl, there's no need for us to bother recruiting them."

"Yujia is right." The man in red nodded in agreement.

…

Inside the competition hall.

At a glance, almost all the athletes were seriously injured.

In a corner of the lobby, several young men and women were helping each other treat their wounds.

"It seems that those people are in the same group." The man in white had a pale face, his narrow eyes slightly raised, and his voice was a little hoarse.

The petite girl asked, "Can they see our competition?"

"They'll definitely see it!" The red-haired boy, now bruised and battered, gritted his teeth and said, "I think we might be being observed by them right now."

Pei Su asked, "Do we need to change our competitive strategy going forward?"

"No need." Xiao Zechuan, leaning back in his chair, his lips pale, his eyes deep, and his tone calm, said, "We agreed with Yanyan that after two weeks of continuous competition, we must find a way to pass the Lower Three Ruins Competition Examination as quickly as possible. There are less than six days left until our agreed time. Since those people have already discovered our situation, it would be unnecessary for us to make any changes."

"Zechuan is right." Yu Changying's lips curled slightly, "Let's rest for half a day and then continue the competition."

"Only half a day?" Zhuge Youlin leaned back in his chair with a look of despair. He looked exhausted, with obvious dark circles under his eyes.

Yu Changying smiled gently, "Yanyan must have won, so she must be competing with others now. We can't stagnate while Yanyan is making progress."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Youlin immediately stood up as if energized, and gave her a thumbs up: "You're right! We can't fall too far behind Yanyan! Half a day is still too much time! Let's change it to an hour! After an hour, we'll start the competition again... Puff——"

He was halfway through his words when blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth.

Stars dotted the sky and fell on Yu Changying's face and clothes.

Yu Changying: “…”

Zhuge Youlin saw Yu Changying's face darken and smiled awkwardly, "I didn't mean it."

He took a step closer to Yu Changying and wanted to help her wipe off the blood.

But as soon as he took a step, he collapsed without any warning.

This time, his friends reacted in time and reached out to support him, preventing him from having close contact with the ground.

Zhuge Youlin fell into a coma.

Several people helped him to the seat.

"Let me do it." Jiang Xianyue looked at Zhuge Youlin's pale face, pursed her lips, and sighed softly, "His internal injuries are too severe."

Yu Changying naturally took the clean handkerchief handed to him by Wen Yuchu, wiped the blood off his face, and said worriedly: "It seems that half a day is not enough for Yulin's body to recover."

After Jiang Xianyue fed Zhuge Youlin a pill to treat internal injuries, she turned to look at them.

"I'll stay and heal his wounds."

Before they could even open their mouths, Jiang Xianyue added, "We must become stronger as quickly as possible, not only for Yanyan, but also for ourselves."

Hearing this, the little friends looked at each other with a frown.

"good."

…

Two days later.

Zhuge Youlin slowly woke up, still a little confused when he woke up.

"How are you feeling?"

When Zhuge Youlin heard Jiang Xianyue's voice, his eyes instantly became bright and he looked in the direction of the sound.

The girl now had two pigtails and was wearing an apricot dress. She looked extremely gentle and charming. She sat on the chair next to him and stared at him.

Zhuge Youlin's heart skipped a beat.

"He...where are they?" He quickly looked away and pretended to look around.

"They went to compete first."

Zhuge Youlin was slightly stunned. "Have I slept for a long time?"

"Two days."

"You're the only one left waiting for me?"

Jiang Xianyue remained calm and said, "I'm an alchemist and a doctor, so it's best for me to take care of you since you're seriously injured."

She explained a bit too much.

Even Zhuge Youlin could sense the strangeness in the deliberate avoidance, and he pursed his lips.

Jiang Xianyue asked, "How do you feel now?"

"Much better." Zhuge Youlin nodded.

Jiang Xianyue said calmly, "Then let's go into the arena together later."

"Yueyue." He suddenly called out.

Jiang Xianyue looked up at him.

As the two looked at each other, everything around them seemed to become unusually quiet.

The boy's throat slid open, and he mustered up the courage to take something out of the storage space. He stared into her eyes and said, "I want to give you a gift."