The Scarlet Blood Sword returned to Qingyan's hand automatically, and a warm current flowed in, constantly repairing her injured body.
The three elixir masters from Xueshamen jumped onto the ring, and the leader directly opened her mouth and stuffed a elixir into it.
Then she was put on a stretcher and carried back to the Xueshamen camp by two disciples of the Blood Hand Hall.
"Hold on a little bit!"
Qing Yan raised her head numbly, her eyes were blurred, and she couldn't tell who was talking.
Under the double treatment of the precious elixir and the killing feedback of the Scarlet Blood Sword, Qingyan's poor physical condition temporarily stabilized.
Coupled with the rescue of several experienced doctors from Xueshamen, her injury gradually improved.
In the belly that had been punched out with a big hole, the granulation began to grow desperately, blocking the wound.
In a daze, Ye Qingyan seemed to have heard the conversation between Nie Liqun and others:
"Master Vice Sect Master, Chen Ruoyan's injury has stabilized, and there are signs of improvement!"
"Will she be able to enter the ring the day after tomorrow?"
"This... is a bit difficult!"
"Do your best to heal!"
"..."
When she woke up again, it was already night.
"Miss Ruoyan, you're awake!" one of the maids who took care of her asked in surprise.
Qingyan didn't speak, but opened her eyes, staring blankly at the top of the tent.
"I'll go and report to Chief Chen!"
After the maid left, Chen Gang quickly entered the tent again: "Just wake up, take a good rest!"
Chen Gang's words seemed to bring her back to reality, her slack eyes became more focused, she turned her head to look at Master Chen, but she still didn't speak.
Chen Gang said in a low voice: "Since you don't want to talk, then continue to rest! I told the servants not to disturb you, but they will guard the door. If you need anything, just call someone!"
After speaking, he also left.
"Master Sword Spirit, why did General Chen come to the Southern Region?"
Chen Hao replied casually: "Of course he was brought here, and he can't leave by himself!"
He didn't really want to talk about it.
"Who did it?"
Qingyan's words are very soft, light and fluffy, like dust, the kind that can fly for a long time when blown.
"have no idea."
Chen Hao didn't want to answer this kind of meaningless conversation.
"Well... I don't know either."
"Help me recover from my injury!" Qingyan said in a low voice, "The day after tomorrow, I want to be in the ring."
"You're so injured, why are you going to the arena? Is it uncomfortable to lie on the bed with peace of mind?" Chen Hao said angrily, "You are already in this state, and you still want to go to the arena? And... you have red blood The energy in the sword is exhausted, to save your life!"
With a suspicious expression on his face, "Really?"
"of course it's true!"
"Master Sword Spirit, don't lie to me, you will think that I don't know what to do? The blood energy of so many late-stage sky-shattering and peak warriors is not enough to cure me? After using the Scarlet Blood Sword for so long, I can probably guess The ratio of come out to kill feedback…”
"I admit, there is indeed some left!" Chen Hao quickly changed his words, "But I am doing it for your own good! Your current state is not suitable for the ring! And anyway, those pharmacists from Xueshamen will try their best to cure you. You, since you can get reimbursed, why do you have to pay for it yourself? Right?"
He thought that Qingyan's current state would be easy to fool!
"It's been up to now, I can't give up!" Qingyan said in a low voice, "If I can't get the reward for the first place, I also want to take the second place! Although it is embarrassing to take the second place, I have no choice Already... Lord Sword Spirit, please don't make jokes at this critical time."
"Okay, I'm not joking, but wait a little longer, if the blood demons are not useful, I will be responsible for curing you!"
"Um!"
Qingyan didn't speak any more, but slowly closed her eyes.
Even if she closed her eyes, Chen Hao still knew that she was not asleep.
As Chen Hao said, the pharmacists of Xueshamen were very skilled. In the next day or so, they did not hesitate to spend a lot of precious medicinal materials and elixirs, and finally made Qingyan's injuries almost heal!
On the day when the sixth match was about to start, Nie Liqun came to see Ye Qingyan in person: "How about it, can you go to the ring?"
"Yes!" Qingyan's face turned slightly pale.
Even though her injury has almost recovered, her body is still a little weak.
"Try to get a good grade!"
"I will, I want a reward too!" Qingyan forced a smile.
Nie Liqun took a deep look at her: "Well, I'm relieved if you say that..."
The entire Xueshamen, no, almost all the fighters who watched Qingyan's contest with Dai Ye knew that Qingyan's performance was abnormal in the arena!
It stands to reason that Ye Qingyan won't lose so completely, at least there is still hope of winning, and the overall strength of the two sides may be evenly divided.
They also probably guessed the reason for Qingyan's abnormal performance.
After all, in the arena, Qingyan was too gaffe.
But Nie Liqun wisely didn't mention Qingyan's battle against Dai Ye last time.
Nie Liqun said seriously: "I hope you can be more rational. No matter what difficulties a warrior faces, no matter what setbacks or hardships he experiences, he must not lose his sanity as a warrior. Your current state is very bad!"
"I know!"
Nie Liqun shook his head, he could see that the other party didn't seem to listen to his words.
If it were someone else, he would definitely teach him the principles of life.
But now, it's not the time.
Under the service of the maid, she lightly dressed and sat in front of the copper environment, staring at herself in the copper environment, and gently touched the blood-red teardrop-shaped red dot under her left eye, which did not feel uneven.
She buttoned it, and the teardrop seemed to be imprinted on her skin, and she couldn't button it no matter what.
But she was still not reconciled, and directly gouged out a small piece of flesh on her face with her nails.
"Miss Ruoyan?" the maid called out worriedly.
"It's okay, I'm just not used to it!" Qingyan said, looking at the marks still on the flesh.
"Um!"
After changing her clothes, Qingyan walked out of the tent with the Scarlet Blood Sword in hand, and Chen Gang was standing at the door of the tent.
Standing at the entrance of the tent, there were many other Xiantian and Heaven-breaking disciples of the Xueshamen.
"Let's go!"
"Um!"
Stepping onto the arena, on the huge arena, there is only a lonely person with a light face.
Around the arena, there were more people who came to see her compete, and the population was dense, close to 10,000.
She stood straight, like a statue, lifeless.
Her face was expressionless, lifeless, like a mask.
She just stood on the ring, and the martial artists under the ring felt that she was standing in another world.
Anyone can see the impact on her after the last martial arts contest with Dai Ye.
In the past, when she stood in the ring, at least she looked like a living person, and she could still smile sometimes.
And every time she smiled on the stage, some warriors would feel that the trip was worthwhile.
There was still a quarter of an hour before the time for the martial arts competition, so Qingyan came a bit early.
I wanted to sleep and wake up to write it, but I overslept, so I will make it up tomorrow.
(end of this chapter)