"Your mistake was huge, Pasi."
The string puppet girl returned to the waiting room, but the messenger wearing a skull necklace did not praise her for winning the match.
"I'm sorry, Dean... I didn't expect there to be a human who didn't fear death."
"If that man had trained for another year or two, you would probably have been killed! Put more effort into the 'toughness' of your strings, or you'll definitely lose next time."
"Okay, I understand."
"This match holds great significance for us. You all saw the young man the humans sent out just now—he completely had the ability to defeat us... So we must win the next match smoothly. Otherwise, the King God may have something to say."
The messenger looked toward the least conspicuous young man in the resting area.
"Yu, try to finish the next match within five minutes."
"Yes."
In the corner, the white robe floating in midair vanished directly after hearing the order.
Ye Feng, whose consciousness had faded, was sent to the challengers' resting area immediately.
Men Qian was also present among the Medical School team from the Dihua Ability Institute that had arrived this time.
When it came to Ye Feng's bodily structure and the source of his injuries, no one understood them better than Men Qian.
Ghost Form: Crow Doctor.
Wearing a black-feathered coat and carrying a metal case marked with a feather, Men Qian had just finished performing a full operation on Ye Feng.
"His injuries are stable. As with the previous times, he pushed himself too hard and suffered damage far beyond his body's limits, with injuries piling on top of injuries... In addition, he was invaded by ghost energy when the strings pierced through his body. Although it hasn't spread to his heart, it will take