Rage Like Molten Lava, Palm Blade Instant Kill

The two teaching assistants anxiously followed the medical team to the medical station. Such a large martial arts center naturally had its own medical station; as long as the injuries were not especially severe, it could handle them. Though the assistants could not take part in the treatment, they could at least send back firsthand information.

Medical team above.

Medical team below.

Many people ran through the gap between them, yet none could cut off Shi Tiexin's unblinking gaze fixed on Lin Shuilian.

That gaze was so hard, so resolute, yet so violent and furious that although Shi Tiexin said not a word, a terrifying aura had already risen from his entire body. Its sheer force made even Gao Chongxiao, Sima Liang, and Shu Wangzhou feel oppressed.

"Th-This!" Gao Chongxiao and Sima Liang were filled with uncertainty. They only felt that this aura was so powerful that it was no weaker than Qiu Huang's from yesterday.

How had Shi Tiexin suddenly become so much stronger overnight?

"Old Tie, you..."

Ring ring ring—the phone rang.

Shi Tiexin immediately raised his hand and answered. Shi Yuhui's voice came from the receiver. "Third Brother's external injuries aren't serious, but he still hasn't woken up. That woman must have used some trick."

Shi Tiexin's voice was steady. "I understand."

The call ended. There was no need to say anything else, nor was there anything else to say. Shi Tiexin had already entered a state of towering rage.

There was no expression on his face.

Sister Mengmeng's voice entered his ears. "They're from the Wailing Heaven Sect. They specialize in the Hundred Pain Demonic Fist, Fallen Soul Finger, and Soul Shaking Demonic Sound. They are highly skilled in mental attacks."

"Understood."

There was still no expression on his face.

Yet his heart was already thudding