Xing had just returned to the VIP viewing area and hadn't even had a chance to sit down when March 7th rushed up, grabbed her clothes by the chest with both hands, and shook her back and forth angrily. Xing's head swayed from side to side as she was shaken.
"How could you give away Himeko's coffee as a small gift?!" March 7th thought about it more and more, finding it outrageous. She grabbed Xing's clothes and shook her even harder. "Is that something you can just give away? Didn't you see Yan collapse after drinking it? Ahhh, are you trying to murder him?! Oh no, we've only been in the Douluo Continent for a short time, and we've already drunk the Spirit Hall Golden Generation into the infirmary. Are we going to be wanted by the Spirit Hall now? What are we going to do?!"
After being shaken for a while, Xing finally raised her hand, trying to pry March 7th's hand off her clothes. She glanced down at the group of healing-type Soul Master who had surrounded the arena, thought seriously for a few seconds, and then said, "But he did catch my last baton, and I promised to give him a reward. Besides, I got that coffee from Himeko, so the claim that it's a specialty of the Astral Express isn't wrong."
"This is a huge problem!" March 7th almost jumped up in anger at her self-righteous attitude. "Do you know there's a difference between local specialties and weapons? He just took a hit from you and drank a whole cup of Himeko's coffee. Are you trying to make sure he's not dead enough?"
Lin Yuan walked over and patted March 7th's head twice, signaling her to let go of Xing. He glanced down at the arena; although Yan had completely lost consciousness, her life force was still stable, and she wasn't in real danger for the time being. So he casually said, "Alright, stop shaking her. Yan won't die; at most, she'll be bedridden for a few months. It's not a big problem."
March 7th visibly relaxed upon hearing the first part of the sentence, and her grip on Xing's clothes slowly loosened. But just two seconds later, her expression froze, and she abruptly turned to Lin Yuan, her pink-blue eyes widening instantly. "Wait! Who did you just call out to?! Lin Yuan! Do you think I won't dare to mess with you because there are so many people here?!"
Lin Yuan naturally took a step closer to Qian Renxue, completely ignoring her words. Qian Renxue couldn't help but laugh, and even Dan Heng, who was sitting next to her, slightly shifted his gaze, clearly not intending to get involved. Taking advantage of March 7th's distraction, Xing quickly straightened her disheveled clothes, then pretended nothing had happened and calmly returned to her seat.
Meanwhile, the situation on the arena was far less relaxed than in the spectator stands. Upon seeing Yan suddenly collapse, several healing-type Soul Master from the Spirit Hall responsible for match safety rushed into the arena immediately. Two of them quickly checked Yan's life force, while the others immediately unleashed their Martial Soul. Soft beams of light fell upon Yan one after another; healing, recovery, and purification Soul Skill were used almost continuously, but Yan remained lying there unresponsive, with only a faint wisp of black smoke occasionally escaping from the corner of his mouth.
At first, the healing-type Soul Master remained relatively calm, assuming that Yan had only temporarily lost consciousness due to the impact. However, as several rounds of healing failed, their expressions gradually became serious. One of the Soul Saint responsible for purifying abnormal states even used three Soul Skill in succession, with soft white light almost completely covering Yan's entire body. But after the light dissipated, Yan only twitched his brow violently before returning to a state of complete unconsciousness.
Finally, a healing-type Soul Douluo from the Spirit Hall, who was specifically assigned to oversee the competition, also made a move. Eight Soul Ring slowly rose beside him, and after releasing his Martial Soul, a phantom of an ancient tree, entirely emerald green, appeared above the arena, with rich life force continuously flowing into Yan's body. The discussions in the audience gradually subsided at this moment, and everyone was waiting for the result. However, a full half minute passed, and Yan still showed no signs of waking up.
The Soul Douluo withdrew his Martial Soul, looked down and examined Yan again, his expression clearly showing confusion. He could confirm that Yan had no serious external injuries, his meridians and Soul Power had not suffered irreversible damage, and his life force was not weak, yet he just couldn't wake up at all, and no healing or purification Soul Skill could change this state.
A murmur quickly broke out in the audience again. Some looked towards the VIP section where Xing was, their faces even showing a hint of awe. "Is this the drink from Xinghai? One cup and even Soul Douluo can't be saved. No wonder that girl has been taking down opponents with one blow since she came on stage. What do the people at Xinghai usually eat?"
Someone nearby immediately lowered their voice and chimed in, "Didn't you see that red-haired kid? He managed to stand up after taking so many hits, but after one cup of coffee, he was down. I think this thing might be even more dangerous than the baseball bat she was holding."
The news spread increasingly outrageous, and within moments, people nearby began discussing whether Star Sea Cuisine was actually a special cultivation system. Seeing that things were about to escalate, Lin Yuan finally stood up from the VIP seats and flashed to the edge of the arena.
Several healing-type Soul Master immediately made way for him upon his arrival. Lin Yuan crouched down to check Yan's condition, then glanced at the empty coffee cup beside him, his expression becoming somewhat subtle. He remained silent for a moment before finally standing up and saying to the group, "There's no need to continue treatment. That coffee isn't poison or an abnormal status in the ordinary sense; your purification Soul Skill can't remove it."
The healing-type Soul Douluo frowned. " Your His Highness the Holy Son, what exactly is that?"
Lin Yuan glanced at Himeko in the VIP section, then at Hoshino, who was trying to make herself as inconspicuous as possible. Finally, he answered in a very serious tone, "It can be understood as a weapon of the rule level. Normal treatment methods are meaningless for this kind of thing. But don't worry, he's not in mortal danger. He just needs to be taken back and rest for a few days. He can get out of bed whenever he wakes up on his own."
The surroundings fell silent for a moment.
The healing-type Soul Douluo remained silent for a few seconds before finally nodding quietly. Several staff members quickly brought over a stretcher and carefully placed Yan on it. The other members of the Golden Generation had also arrived at the edge of the arena. Hu Liena looked at the unconscious Yan, then glanced at Xing in the VIP section, her expression indescribably complicated.
As Yan was carried off the field, this special, impromptu exchange match finally came to an end. The host returned to the center of the arena, clearly still shaken by the series of unexpected events, but as the person in charge of the entire competition, he quickly regained his composure. The on-site staff swiftly cleaned the arena, while the repair Soul Master began mending the cracks left by the previous battle, and the chaotic arena gradually returned to Order.
After confirming that both sides were ready for the next match, the host raised the megaphone again, and the sound resounded throughout the arena once more, "Ladies and gentlemen, the special exchange match between the Astral Express and the young Soul Master of the Douluo Continent was truly spectacular! Galactic Baseballer, finished her challenge with a perfect record, giving us our first real glimpse into a fighting style from the stars."
A huge cheer erupted from the stands. Xing, sitting in the VIP section, nodded with satisfaction upon hearing the words " Galactic Baseballer." Seeing her expression, March 7th felt a headache coming on, but too lazy to argue with her any further.
After the noise subsided slightly, the host's tone became more enthusiastic again. "However, the exchange match is over, and now we should return to the official schedule of this year's Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament! After a short break, both sides are ready for the next match. So now—please welcome the Shrek Academy Team!"
Within Shrek's preparation area, Dai Mubai and the others stood up simultaneously. Although Tang San had just been knocked unconscious by Xing Yi's staff, he had regained consciousness with the help of a healing Soul Master. His face was still somewhat pale, so he could only sit on the sidelines and watch the battle for the time being. Flender glanced at the group preparing to enter the arena, gave them a few brief instructions, and then stepped aside.
The announcer's voice rose again, and the entire arena erupted in cheers once more. "And their opponent in this match is none other than the Blazing Fire Academy from the Heaven Dou Division, renowned for their powerful attacks and fire attributes!"
In the other passage, Huo Wu, Huo Wushuang, and others slowly emerged. Their crimson team uniforms were particularly eye-catching under the lights. After several team members stepped onto the arena, they quickly took their positions, and their fiery Soul Power began to gradually rise in the air.
The host raised his arm high, and his voice resounded throughout the venue for the last time.
"Please welcome the students from both sides to the stage! Shrek Academy versus Blazing Fire Academy —the match is about to begin!"