Heavy Injury

Gurgle, gurgle.

The moment he left the cultivation room, his stomach began growling.

Jiang Chen hurried to the dining hall, piled his plate high with food, and began wolfing it down.

"Jiang Chen is here!"

"He really cleared it? Looking at him, how does he seem completely unscathed?"

"Do you think the news from noon might have been fake?"

In the dining hall, the newcomers all looked Jiang Chen over curiously when they saw him arrive.

Quite a few of them still bore obvious injuries.

After hearing the news at noon, they had rushed over eagerly to take the challenge.

The result went without saying—they had all returned battered and bedraggled.

"Damn it!"

Qi Lin, whose aura was somewhat unsteady, watched Jiang Chen bouncing around in perfect health, and his expression grew darker by the moment.

He had also gone to challenge the Armament Pavilion and had fought his way up to the top three floors.

Under normal circumstances, that achievement would have been astonishing.

But because he wanted to surpass Jiang Chen, he had forced himself to challenge the ninth floor.

The result went without saying. Not only had he failed to clear it, he had also suffered serious internal injuries.

This naturally made his killing intent toward Jiang Chen grow even stronger.

In ten days, it would be time for the Heaven's Chosen Ranking challenge.

He did not know whether his injuries could be properly treated before then. They absolutely could not affect his Heaven's Chosen Ranking placement.

After all, the higher one ranked on the Heaven's Chosen Ranking, the more cultivation resources one received.

"Fortunately, Jiang Chen only has ordinary bone aptitude."

Meng Wentao and the other veteran Martial Exam disciples felt increasingly relieved.

There were not many Upper Sect slots to begin with. Even those like