Inside the Arts Academy.
Ling Tian sat cross-legged in the resting area of the martial arts arena, his expression relaxed as he regulated his breathing and recovered the stamina he had expended during the prolonged competition with the help of medicinal pills.
At the same time, two specialists from the Medical School arrived.
They were carefully examining Hao Long, who had collapsed unconscious on the arena stage. His injuries were extraordinarily severe. Aside from the sword wounds, there were several fatal injuries throughout his body, all caused by how desperately Hao Long had fought during the competition, even putting his life aside.
He had repeatedly used abilities that exceeded his body's limits without considering the consequences, damaging his physical foundation.
"Two specialists, how is Hao Long?" Ling Tian asked worriedly.
"His soul is unstable, and his physical foundation has been shaken. We can only temporarily preserve his life, but even after he recovers, he'll likely be left with aftereffects... We may need to ask the Old Dean, who is watching the competition, to intervene."
Every second of delay in treatment greatly reduced the possibility of recovery. Ling Tian decisively made his choice. "The Old Dean definitely won't be able to act. How about temporarily sealing off this arena? Leave Hao Long to me."
"We'll discuss the arena with the Dean."
Although Ling Tian had lost the match, his body was basically unharmed. He immediately carried the unconscious Hao Long on his sword and headed for the eastern Ring Mountain. Within ten seconds, he arrived at the Medical School room where Bi Dongshan was.
"Dongshan, I'm leaving him to you."
After taking Hao Long's pulse once, Bi Dongshan had a clear grasp of his overall condition. With a smile, he said, "I was wondering how that guy Hao Long, despite having