Tang San carried Xiao Wu back to the spectator area, and everyone immediately gathered around them.
Dai Mubai clenched his fists.
"Leave it to me, Little San. I'll avenge Xiao Wu!"
Then he strode quickly onto the arena.
"Third Brother, is Xiao Wu all right?" Ning Rongrong asked anxiously.
Tang San shook his head.
"Xiao Wu isn't seriously hurt. She's just a little weak."
"Really? But Xiao Wu screamed so badly just now!" Oscar was doubtful.
Jiangzhu and Liu Erlong both came over to examine her, reaching the same conclusion as Tang San. She had neither external nor internal injuries; she was simply weak.
Tang San looked at Tailong, Jing Ling, and Huang Yuan before turning his gaze back to Xiao Wu.
"Have you noticed that the injuries our team members have been receiving are getting lighter and lighter?"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked over the injuries sustained by those who had competed. It was indeed true!
Flender adjusted his glasses.
"Little San is right. That means Yu Tianxin hadn't deliberately injured Tailong. It was just that, after raising his Soul Power Level, it was his first time attacking and he hadn't controlled his strength properly?"
"No wonder. I was wondering why that brat Tianxin, knowing full well that Tailong is my student, still struck so heavily. He's got some nerve!" Liu Erlong said.
Though they were discussing the matter fervently, Dai Mubai, who had already stepped onto the arena, knew nothing of it. He glared at Yu Tianxin with murderous intent written all over his face.
"You'll pay for everything you just did."
Yu Tianxin replied calmly.
"That depends on whether you have what it takes."
(You two got each other's scripts, didn't you?)
"The match begins!" the referee announced.
Both sides simultaneously activated Martial Soul Possession. For a