"I'm fine!"
Lu Ming smiled.
But the two of them still looked at Lu Ming in shock.
This was because Lu Ming's body was completely drenched in blood. He looked like a bloody man.
Especially Hua Chi, in addition to shock, there was also a complicated look in his eyes. Deep in his eyes, there was even gratitude and admiration.
"By the way, how is Pang Shi?"
Lu Ming asked worriedly.
"He's fine. The alchemist has already set his bones and fed him a healing pill. He should be fine."
Hua Chi said.
"That's good!"
Lu Ming smiled. Suddenly, his body swayed and his face turned pale.
"Lu Ming, what's wrong?"
Moulins, Feng Wu, and Hua Chi were shocked.
Lu Ming smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that I have to treat my injuries on the spot."
Immediately, Lu Ming sat down cross-legged and began to heal his injuries with the True Dragon Battle Art.
"Damn it!"
Hua Chi growled.
Lu Ming couldn't even go back to heal his injuries. It was obvious how serious his injuries were.
Then, Hua Chi, Feng Wu, and Moulins all stood near Lu Ming to protect him.
The surrounding onlookers watched for a while and left one after another.
The news of this battle spread throughout the entire Mystic Essence Sword Sect at the speed of a whirlwind.
After hearing this news, everyone had different reactions.
Some scoffed, thinking that Lu Ming was a reckless man who did things impulsively and disregarded the consequences. It was unwise to fight even though he knew that he was no match for Lu Ming.
But some praised Lu Ming, thinking that Lu Ming was loyal and firm on the path of martial arts. He had an indomitable will and the will to advance bravely.
On the path of martial arts, one should be fearless and attack when necessary. If one had to be fearful of everything and even swallow their anger, then what was the point of practicing martial arts?
Anyway, there were all kinds of opinions.
Of course, Lu Ming didn't know all of this. He was focused on healing his injuries.
Six hours passed in the blink of an eye.
When Lu Ming opened his eyes, it was already evening.
"Lu Ming, are you feeling better?"
Moulins was the first to notice that Lu Ming had woken up. She hastily asked.
"Much better!"
Lu Ming smiled faintly.
After twelve hours of recuperation, his injuries had basically stabilized. As long as he persevered for a period of time, he would be completely healed.
Feng Wu and Hua Chi also hurried to Lu Ming's side.
Lu Ming felt warmth in his heart. He knew that when he was recuperating, these people had been guarding him.
However, there was a skinny young man who had not left and was watching from a distance.
"Let's go back!"
Lu Ming said.
Then, he walked up to the skinny youth and asked, "What's your name?"
"Lu … Senior Brother Lu, my name is Li Yi."
The skinny youth said excitedly.
"Li Yi! Thank you for this. "
Lu Ming smiled.
"No, no, Senior Brother Lu Ming, I should be the one thanking you."
Li Yi said hastily.
"Let's go back to the Vermilion Bird Courtyard together!"
Lu Ming smiled.
The few of them went back to the Vermilion Bird Courtyard together.
Before long, Lu Ming and the others had returned to the dormitory.
After Lu Ming came back, he did not go back to his room. Instead, he went to Pang Shi's room.
Pang Shi was lying on the bed with bandages all over his body. His legs and arms were also in plaster.
At this moment, Pang Shi had already woken up. Seeing Lu Ming come in, he struggled to get up and shouted, "Senior Brother Lu Ming, are you alright?"
"Don't move. Lie down and rest!"
Lu Ming quickly stopped Pang Shi from moving and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm fine!"
"Senior Brother Lu Ming, I'm sorry. It's all my fault that you're so badly injured."
Pang Shi said with tears in his eyes.
Obviously, he had heard about Lu Ming's battle.
After all, more than six hours had passed.
"I should be the one apologizing. Yao Tianyu's target was me, but you were implicated."
Lu Ming said.
"No, no, it's not Senior Brother Lu Ming's fault. It's all my fault for being too weak. Otherwise, I wouldn't have implicated you," Pang Shi said.
Pang Shi said. His eyes were filled with self-blame and determination.
"Alright, Big Shi, don't think too much. Have a good rest."
Lu Ming smiled and patted Pang Shi's shoulder. Then, he walked out of Pang Shi's room.
After returning to his room, Lu Ming entered the Temple of Paragon.
"The Crimson Scale Snake Armor is so damaged."
After taking off all his clothes, Lu Ming looked at the tattered Crimson Scale Snake Armor in his hands and smiled bitterly.
This time, if he did not have the Crimson Scale Snake Armor as a layer of protection, his injuries would have been worse.
After changing his clothes, Lu Ming went out to fetch water to wash his body. Then, he returned to the Temple of Paragon and continued to heal his injuries.
In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed.
Seven days later, Lu Ming practiced a set of fist techniques in the courtyard to exercise his muscles and bones.
"After seven days, my injuries have healed."
Lu Ming felt it and thought to himself. His eyes flashed with joy.
He realized that the True Qi cultivated by the True Dragon Battle Art was not only strong and condensed, but also very effective in healing injuries.
If it was an ordinary person, it would take at least a month to recover from such injuries. However, he only used seven days.
A Divine Level Cultivation Art was indeed very useful.
Creak!
At this moment, the door of the courtyard was pushed open and Feng Wu walked in.
"Lu Ming, how are your injuries? I brought some medicinal wine for you. Do you want to try it? "
Feng Wu smiled brightly.
"I've already recovered."
Lu Ming smiled.
"Ah?"
The smile on Feng Wu's face froze. She looked at Lu Ming as if he was a monster and said, "It's only been seven days and you've already recovered?"
"Yes, what's so strange about it? Don't you know that I'm a genius? "
Lu Ming waved his hand and his palm cut through the air, making a violent whistling sound. Then, he looked at Feng Wu with a smug face.
"Genius? Can a genius be beaten up like this? "
Feng Wu curled her lips in disdain. However, there was still shock in the depths of her eyes.
He had recovered in seven days. What a monster.
"Oh right, Feng Wu, can you tell me about the Bronze List? How strong are the geniuses on the Bronze List? "
Lu Ming asked.
"Bronze List? Very strong! "
Speaking of the Bronze List, Feng Wu's face became serious and said, "You also know that the Bronze List requires you to win ten matches in a row on the bronze platform. It's not easy to win ten matches in a row. The further you go, the more difficult it is."
"For example, after you win eight matches in a row, you will have to face an opponent who also won eight matches in a row in the ninth match. After you win nine matches in a row, you will have to face an opponent who also won nine matches in a row. Therefore, it's really difficult to win ten matches in a row."
"Therefore, the geniuses on the Bronze List are extremely powerful. Defeating a martial artist of the same level with one move is as easy as eating and drinking. I heard that most of the geniuses on the Bronze List have successfully cultivated at least one Profound Level Low-Grade Martial Technique."
"Even if they didn't succeed in cultivating a Profound Level Martial Technique, they would have mastered some kind of secret technique. Some even cultivated the Way of Body Refining."
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