After Ricken gloomily stepped off the stage, he was immediately taken away by the waiting medical team. Lu Chenzhou hadn't used all of his Dark Force, only temporarily making Ricken's muscles sore and swollen, unable to exert strength, but a bit of rest and he would be fine, it wouldn't even affect his afternoon match.
This was a spar, stopping just short of causing harm.
Amid all eyes, Lu Chenzhou returned to the rest area.
Old Ji's wicked laughter echoed unceasingly:
"Good job! A Martial Artist should have this kind of momentum! Martial Arts is fundamentally the invincible path! Remain neither humble nor arrogant, neither proud nor restless, but you also have to think—if not me, then who!"
Defeating the Giant Elephant Fighting Hall twice, Old Ji was feeling on top of the world.
He picked up Ji Feiyan's call and bragged happily:
"Your junior's already in the top sixteen, just waiting for tomorrow's finals."
