"We... we won." After a long while, a voice finally rang out across the silent battlefield.
Then everyone finally woke from their silence. "That's right, we won, we won..." The crowd began to cheer. This was their first battle, and likewise their first victory.
Suddenly, one student covered his mouth, ran aside, and began vomiting. That single action seemed to trigger a chain reaction, and more and more people around him threw up. They had seen corpses before, and they had killed people before. But they had never seen so many people die at once. Many of them simply could not adjust to it. It was perfectly normal to vomit the first time one stepped onto a battlefield.
It was far better than failing to adjust in the middle of a fight when danger struck. Fortunately, the Academy had not brought anyone at the Spirit Blood Realm this time. Otherwise, the killing intent on the battlefield might very well have made them lose their minds.
Suddenly, Huo Hai's gaze sharpened. His figure flashed, and he arrived beside Fang Biya. With so many people vomiting at once, even Fang Biya and Ji Mu had been affected. They had been holding it in at first, but with so many people throwing up, the two of them could not endure it any longer.
Huo Hai gently patted their backs as a stream of spiritual power entered their bodies and slowly circulated. "Feeling better?" Huo Hai asked softly. Seeing them like this, waves of heartache rose in his chest.
"Brother, Yun'er is so scared." At that moment, Huo Hai felt something soft against his back. Yun'er threw herself onto his back, her eyes brimming with grievance. Huo Hai sighed, turned around, gathered Yun'er into his arms, and slowly patted her back to ease her