They had kowtowed so many times that even Tang San and the others had lost count.
After they arrived, Qian Xunji said nothing more, simply making them kowtow over and over. Only when he felt they had done enough did he let them rise.
A begonia flower appeared in Ye Renxin's palm, radiating holy light.
The injuries on the Shrek Team's foreheads healed, but those of the Imperial Fighting Team did not. Since they were not competing at all, whether they remained injured made no difference.
Leaving the injuries a little longer would help the lesson sink in.
Bo Saixi, however, could not bear it. Once she realized the powerful pressure bearing down from every direction had vanished, she hurried over to heal the Imperial Fighting Team.
After the injuries on their foreheads healed, the Imperial Fighting Team dared not speak again, but the murderous intent and fury in their hearts had reached their peak.
The Shrek Team's physical injuries had healed, but their spirits and dignity had suffered a devastating blow. The blood still covering their foreheads made them look utterly terrifying.
Tang San's eyes were blood-red as he rose, and Xiao Wu's eyes were so red they seemed ready to drip blood.
Qian Xunji found the two of them truly unpleasant to look at, so he simply had someone toss them two masks.
"Put these on. Otherwise, everyone else will have nightmares after seeing you."
Tang San and Xiao Wu blazed with even greater fury. If looks could kill, Tang San would have killed Qian Xunji ten thousand times already.
Still, they did not want to keep exposing their faces to everyone, nor did they want others pointing and whispering about them, so they put the masks on anyway.
"Let the teams from every major faction take this