Tianhai Alliance Grand Competition

Hearing Xie Xie's words, Tang Wulin did not argue. Instead, he gently shook his head, terror in his eyes.

His mouth opened, but before he could speak, Xu Xiaoyu, who had been sitting there all along, spoke in a low voice.

"You may not know this, but the other party's power is very strange. Mu Xi's father previously took her to several hospitals and even sought help from the Tang Sect and the Spirit Pagoda, yet no matter what they did, they couldn't heal her injuries."

Xu Xiaoyu paused for a second, his brows deeply furrowed.

He and Mu Xi had been teammates in the same class. Though they were not particularly close, they were familiar with each other, and because they had been teammates, he knew Mu Xi well.

It was precisely because Mu Xi had been severely injured—or rather, because one of her arms had been completely crippled—that he could only compete in the individual event and could no longer take part in team events.

At the time, word of Mu Xi's ruined arm had spread throughout the academy and even among the upper ranks of all Eastsea City.

The impact of a power capable of inflicting wounds that could not heal would be terrifying once exposed.

After all, the main reason this world functioned so smoothly was Soul Power.

But if an injury that Soul Power could not heal appeared, the devastation it would bring was unimaginable.

Upon hearing Xu Xiaoyu's words, the atmosphere around them fell silent almost instantly.

Several people exchanged glances, and everyone tacitly avoided bringing up the subject again.

Though they were somewhat wary of that strange power, with a Titled Douluo taking action, most of them believed that the Titled Douluo would surely be able to kill that bizarre fellow.

As the atmosphere suddenly quieted, a few minutes passed before the others brought up different topics, and the group resumed chatting.

Behind them, Gu Yue had her eyes closed as she rapidly recovered from her injuries, while Li Moxun quietly gazed out the window, seemingly watching something unknown.

At this moment, atop the Charred Earth, Leng Yaozhu's hand was braced firmly against the ground.

Excruciating pain, like countless ants tearing at her flesh, coursed through her body. It was impossible to conceal.

Even though Soul Power continuously surged from her body as she tried to heal herself, these injuries could not be healed, nor could they even be erased.

They could only be slowly restored through ordinary medical treatment that stimulated the flesh.

Touching her face, Leng Yaozhu found that her once cold and stunningly beautiful features now resembled those of a monster, her skin burned through.

Her porcelain-white skin had also been completely transformed into an eerie red.

Sensing the nearly fatal severity of her injuries, Leng Yaozhu clenched her teeth tightly.

That power could not kill her completely, but she understood that if it erupted in full, she would not be able to withstand it.

That power was like a terrifying explosive source. If it accumulated to its limit before detonating, it could even destroy this entire forest.

Yet the explosion had been cut off right at the beginning, releasing only a very small amount of its power.

Even so, when that force swept through the area, it had truly come close to taking her life.

As Leng Yaozhu rose to her feet, several Mechas rapidly approached from afar.

Several black and purple Mechas rushed over, accompanied by several figures.

Spirit Pagoda staff quickly surrounded Leng Yaozhu. Various diagnostic instruments appeared, while precious life potions were injected into her body without pause.

As she felt her vitality begin to recover and even strengthen, Leng Yaozhu could sense the changes in her body's vitality, and her injuries gradually began to improve.

As she felt this, Leng Yaozhu gasped for breath.

She could tell that her injuries were not fatal. As long as she had enough vitality, her body seemed capable of slowly healing them.

After all, as a Super Douluo, her physical body had reached an absolute pinnacle of strength.

Yet her expression did not improve at all. Her eyes remained filled with madness and even pain.

"What do I do? What do I do?! Vitality restoration can only heal my body—it can't restore my skin!"

"My face, my skin... Damn it, damn it! Who exactly is he? Why can he appear without any limitations?!"

Leng Yaozhu opened her mouth and roared softly. Her hands tore at her own body, her eyes filled with indescribable fury.

Her injuries could be healed, perhaps even restored to their original state, but the outer layer of her skin would be extremely difficult to fully recover. Even with skin grafts, restoration would be incredibly difficult.

This was a result she could not accept, much less endure.

It made Leng Yaozhu even more enraged, and her eyes were filled with overwhelming killing intent.

Though she did not know who the other party was, anyone able to board that train was most likely from Eastsea Academy, or at least connected to it.

With that thought, Leng Yaozhu staggered to her feet.

However, before she could take flight, the medical personnel beside her hurriedly rushed forward.

As a medical capsule was brought over, Leng Yaozhu was lifted into it and swiftly taken away toward Spirit Pagoda Headquarters.

Skysea City High-Speed Rail Station.

As the group stepped off the train, Xie Xie stretched lazily, a trace of exhaustion on his face.

The six- or seven-hour journey had been tiring. Although they were Soul Masters, everyone still looked exhausted.

Looking at the group, Long Hengxu walked ahead and said, "Let's go. The hotel has already been booked, two people to a room. Tomorrow is the opening ceremony of the Tianhai Alliance Grand Competition. We can take a look then, and afterward, you can decide which events to enter."

As Long Hengxu spoke, he smiled at the children. His main focus, however, remained on Xu Xiaoyu.

This time, other upperclassmen had come as well, but Xu Xiaoyu was the only one who had come with them normally, because he needed to look after Xu Xiaoyan.

As for the first-years, Eastsea Academy did not hold much hope for them and therefore did not pay much attention to them.

Only Wu Zhangkong remained calm, his hands in his pockets as he walked at the front with an impassive expression.

Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and the others followed behind Wu Zhangkong.

The room arrangements went smoothly. Since there were five of them, Li Moxun had a room to himself, while the other two boys and two girls shared rooms separately.

Tang Wulin and Xie Xie headed to their room, while Gu Yue left with Xu Xiaoyan.

Wu Zhangkong's brows furrowed slightly as he looked at Li Moxun, who was still standing there. "Why are you still here? Is there something you need?"

"Teacher Wu, you graduated from Shrek Academy. Do you know whether you can contact any teachers from Shrek Academy?"

"What do you mean? Is something wrong?"

Wu Zhangkong looked at Li Moxun, confusion in his eyes.

Meeting Wu Zhangkong's curious gaze, Li Moxun remained extremely calm.

"I heard that someone from Shrek Academy has come to participate in this competition. I hope to have an opportunity to face Shrek Academy and earn a chance to join the Shrek Academy Youth Class."