Ma Hongjun's rotund body crashed to the ground, smashing a large crater into the Competition Ring. All five of them now lay side by side.
Their injuries varied, but none were minor.
Tang San had suffered the worst. His external wounds were secondary; the greatest damage was internal, leaving him struggling to catch his breath.
Even the circulation of his Mysterious Heaven Skill had slowed considerably, preventing him from drawing on his internal energy to heal his injuries quickly.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun came next.
These two brothel regulars were easily the ones the seven girls of the Martial Soul Hall Team disliked most. Neither Jin Yue'er nor Bai Chenxiang had held back, striking with ruthless force.
The two brothers in misery scarcely had an uninjured patch left between them. One had a bruised, swollen face that looked positively like a pig's head; the other was covered in wounds and dripping blood.
Xiao Wu and Yu Tianheng came last.
Xiao Wu had been caught off guard by Xiao Mingyue's Rose Forest, but her Invincible Golden Body had shielded her from much of the damage.
Her injuries therefore were not too severe. At the very least, she still had the strength to stand.
Yu Tianheng had relied on his own strength to withstand Zhu Zhuqing's attacks. The powerful physique of a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit Master gave him exceptional defenses, making him the toughest and most enduring of the group.
Relatively speaking, his injuries were the lightest.
As their teammates suffered heavy blows one after another, Ning Rongrong, who stood at the rear supporting them with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in her hands, and Oscar, who kept rubbing his hands together to make Big Sausages, stared dumbfounded.
They were not the only ones. The spectators were equally