JAKE!

Straight punch!

Shake your head and hide!

Fist swing!

Throw down!

Hulk smashes Rocky style!

Cross solid!

Chen Shu leaned on Senior Brother Ji's arm and said as he recited the scriptures hard: "Senior Brother Ji, surrender quickly, surrender quickly..."

"when!"

The gong sounded again.

Chen Shu quickly let go of his hand, stood up with difficulty, bowed to Senior Brother Ji, "Senior Brother Ji, I'm sorry, the methods are not good. After the martial arts experience, I'll treat you to a meal. I'll choose whatever I want in the back school gate."

Senior Brother Ji lay on the ground and gasped, staring at the sky with his eyes blank, feeling that the world had lost its color.

In my ears are Junior Brother Chen’s apology over and over again.

ah……

I should be the only fifth-level defeated by the fourth-level of the peers in the thousands of years since the founding of the Ling Sect?

Senior Brother Ji raised his last little strength and raised his hand to wave it, indicating that it was okay.

This junior brother Chen has a genius disease!

After all, I am a genius, won numerous awards and had a bright future. What should I care about with a terminally ill person?

The referee's voice was full of energy:

"Yujing Academy, Chen Shusheng!"

Several school doctors rushed up to check on Senior Brother Ji's injuries.

Two people also surrounded Chen Shu...

Chen Shu forced his weak and sore body and cooperated with the teachers to check. After all, he was hit by Senior Brother Ji's spell during the competition. On the contrary, when Senior Brother Ji fought in close combat, he did not feel any pain or itchy when he resisted.

At the same time, he turned his head and looked down at the field.

There was almost no sound coming from the field.

Most people are silent.

Including teachers from various schools, school leaders, deacons and elders from several top sects, as well as those eliminated contestants, and even several group members such as Zhang Yogurt all looked at the stage silently, and no one spoke.

Zhang Yogurt shut up?

It's really not easy...

Chen Shu also saw the figure of the group leader.

On the top of the stairs stands around the competition arena, under a lush small-leafed banyan tree, there is also a tall and slender figure looking at this place.

The man wore a science fiction mask on his face.

The fourth level fights the fifth level, and the fifth level of genius from a top sect actually won...

It's incredible.

At least these geniuses think they can't do it.

After a while, there was movement off the court.

The students were shocked and their voices gradually became noisy.

The teachers lowered their heads to discuss.

Chen Shu saw Teacher Shi Qian smiling and whispering to the people around him, with an extremely calm expression.

Qingqing still had no expression on her face.

The little girl had no expression either.

A few minutes later.

The middle-aged doctor told him: "The result of a rough examination is that there is a slight burn on the chest of the arm and chest, and there is a residual spiritual power of the real fire. It should be removed as soon as possible. Then it is recommended to apply white jade repair ointment to cure the burn. The internal organs are slightly shocked and bleeding, and the spiritual power of the whole body flows back, resulting in false deterioration of the physical cell discomfort. At the same time, excessive depletion of the spiritual sea will definitely cause some damage. The problem is not serious. You can repair it by resting. Prepare a repair potion and a purple apricot pill. If you want to fight another game, go to the spiritual pressure repair room. If you don't fight, rest yourself."

"No more fights, no more fights..."

"It's better not to fight."

"Thank you, the doctor."

"You're welcome, come with me..."

"OK."

Chen Shu glanced at everyone below the scene, then looked at the distance, and the figure under the tree had disappeared.

Come to the medical room of the school hospital.

“Take off your clothes.”

"good."

“Lear down.”

"oh."

The residual spiritual power of the true fire made him feel burnt in the burning place. It was still hot when he touched it, and the burn seemed to be spreading. The very small amount of spiritual power remaining in Chen Shu's body was forced to fight against it, but it made the pain even worse.

The doctor removed these residual spiritual power for him.

It doesn't hurt in an instant.

Once the ointment is applied, it will be cool.

Bandage and put on your clothes.

Eat a purple apricot pill to repair internal organ damage, a repairing agent, repair the depleted and damaged spiritual sea, and treat the body's depleted and false aging.

For a moment, my whole body became weaker than before.

The mental fatigue also became extremely tired.

"It's OK."

The doctor said to him: "You can rest for a while. If you feel that it is almost done, you can leave. If you don't want to leave, you can lie down for a while. Remember not to eat too irritating foods and not eat meat containing spiritual power these two days."

"OK."

"Press the button on the wall if you have something to do."

"OK."

The doctor walked out.

Almost at the same time, Teacher Shi Qian walked in, looked at Chen Shu with a smile, and praised: "Your performance is better than I thought!"

"No..." Chen Shu was weak, but he did not forget to show off, "Here is the strength."

"What did that little girl say to you? It made you so excited?"

"I won't tell you!"

"Hey!" Shi Qian smiled and glanced at him, "Is it a big problem?"

“Very small.”

"I think so."

"You go and do your business."

"Stay well and discuss with you if you have something to do."

"good."

"Hmm? You're not curious about what's going on?"

"I'm so curious..." Chen Shu had no expression on his face, "Isn't he trying to let me join the Ling Sect?"

"You are indeed smart."

"so?"

"Let's talk about it later. You can rest first, and you can think about it by the way. Don't make any decisions hastily."

"good."

Shi Qian turned around and walked out.

Then someone came in again.

This time it was Qingqing, Xiaoxiao and Zhang Yogurt.

Zhang Yogurt had a dull expression, and was a little unbelievable that his talent might not be the best in the world, so he stood at the door, staring at Chen Shu who was lying on the bed with weak energy, not knowing what he was thinking.
To be continued...