Both East Cang Academy and Tianlong Academy faced enormous pressure. Gloom hung over every Tianlong Academy student's face.
The match had ended, but the next could not begin immediately. The arena needed repairs before the competition could continue. This battle had inflicted the worst damage of any match so far: first, the brothers Yuan Chu and Yuan Jin had plowed up the ground, followed by the fierce clash between Jiang Hai and Yu Yuanlong.
Still, that no longer had much to do with Jiang Hai and the others. This time, none of them stayed at Star Luo Plaza. Even Wu Tong returned to the Star Emperor Hotel with them.
In the tactics room, Wu Tong bowed to everyone again and said, "I won't say any more apologies. The tournament is still going, and our battles aren't over. Tianlong Academy and Dou Ling Academy are the only particularly strong teams in our group. Having beaten Tianlong, we can say we've already got one foot in the final knockout stage, but that isn't enough for us. Feiyan, Wenqing, Jiang Hai, how are your injuries?"
Lan Ling'er said, "Teacher, Feiyan and Wenqing are both seriously injured. Wenqing isn't too bad; she should be able to fight again after sitting out one match. But Feiyan probably won't be able to compete again anytime soon. As for Jiang Hai..." Lan Ling'er's expression turned a little odd. "If possible, having him rest for a day wouldn't hurt."
Jiang Hai's injuries should clearly have been the worst, but his skin was tough and his flesh thick. After treating and examining him, Lan Ling'er estimated that he would recover by tomorrow.
Jiang Hai said, "Teacher, I can compete tomorrow too."
Wu Tong nodded and said, "All right. Wenqing, Feiyan, you two will stay behind tomorrow and recover properly