The right hand suffered a comminuted fracture, and there was significant internal bleeding.
The healer sighed and poured a large bottle of Bone-Regenerating and Muscle-Mending Pills into his mouth.
Just as Chu Hongluan was wondering if Li Dazhuang might choke to death, the spiritual energy around Li Dazhuang suddenly became agitated, rushing into his meridians in a frenzy!
"Holy crap! He's been broken through!"
"This guy's almost at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm!"
A fierce battle that required all their strength allowed Li Dazhuang to break through a small barrier in his cultivation level while he was unconscious.
Chu Hongluan breathed a sigh of relief; she had thought she had crippled the person.
She'd been out of the secret realm for quite some time now, and was itching to spar with someone. It seemed she'd have to find someone of higher skill level to practice with next time, otherwise, someone might get killed.
In the final match, Chu Hongluan faced off against Gu Chunxiao.
This is the battle for the championship.
Gu Chunxiao was the first to draw her sword and thrust it out!
?
The entire room fell silent.
Gu Chunxiao seemed to slow down time by a factor of ten, slowly and leisurely "stabbing" Chu Hongluan with her sword. Just as she was about to touch Chu Hongluan's clothes, she stopped and froze, her large, clear eyes blinking stiffly at Chu Hongluan.
?
Hmm? Are you giving me a meaningful look?
Chu Hongluan tentatively extended a finger and touched the blade of her sword.
The next second, Gu Chunxiao threw the sword away, clutching her arm, and expressionlessly and seriously screamed, "Ah—"
You can't hear any emotion in that "ah" sound; it sounds like a textbook reading.
"My arm is broken. Miss Chu is really amazing. I can't beat her, so I have to surrender."
The tone of her voice when she uttered these words was slow, quiet, and completely calm.
Chu Hongluan has passed away.
The referee and the crowd below the stage were also there.
The referee coughed and said to Gu Chunxiao earnestly, "Young lady, throwing a match is against the rules."
Gu Chunxiao seemed to freeze in place, her little head slowly drooping. Although her expression was not visible, her frustration was clearly felt.
"Can't we abstain?"
Gu Chunxiao asked.
"Actually... it is possible. Although no one has ever done it before."
"I forfeit." Gu Chunxiao replied quickly, and the plush doll raised its little head, its big eyes staring at the referee, as if waiting for his final decision on the match.
"Alright. Gu Chunxiao forfeits, Chu Hongluan wins!"
And so, Chu Hongluan became the undisputed number one.
Seeing that things were not going well, Song San, who was sitting in the audience, quietly slipped away to the back of the crowd.
No, he has to go down the mountain.
Although his competition results were good enough to make him an inner disciple, now that Chu Hongluan and Gu Chunxiao have become his personal disciples, they will definitely not let him have an easy time!
He should go down the mountain! He can attend the other sects' apprentice recruitment conferences next year!
However, he had barely stepped out of the crowd when two sharp swords were placed against his neck.
In an instant, everyone turned to look in this direction.
"The young master has ordered that this contestant's character is questionable and he must be thoroughly searched to see if he possesses any magical artifacts used to shield himself from the illusion of the Heart-Questioning Ladder."
Song San's face turned deathly pale, and only four words remained in his mind:
My life is over!
Despite Song San's struggles, the disciples still pinned him to the ground in front of so many people and searched him thoroughly!
Song San roared in a desperate struggle, "You can't treat me like this! I am the third young master of the Song family of the Eastern Region!"
The Song family does indeed have some influence in the Eastern Region and can be considered a large family. It wouldn't be surprising if they really had a magical artifact that could block illusions.
"He's nothing but a bastard, don't try to implicate the Song family of the Eastern Region." Song Nanhe stepped out from the crowd, looking down at him with a chilling gaze in his beautiful fox-like eyes.
He usually appears to be a smiling, unreliable person, but he rarely uses insulting terms like "bastard".
In an instant, everyone sensed the secret.
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