In the end, he only made it to the top 32.
But no matter what, he had fulfilled a long-held wish. When the sign of the Flying Swallow Martial Arts Hall appeared on the big screen, as a Master, he was as proud as the sun.
Ji Xuantong said:
"Chenzhou, apply some ointment, then have your Senior Sister accompany you to the arena's infirmary for a checkup. Even with Hard Qi Gong, it's hard to guard against Baji Dark Force. If you have internal injuries, you need medicine as soon as possible. You're still in a state of excitement right now, so you might not feel it."
"Okay."
Shi Ruyu said:
"I'll go with Junior Brother."
After the checkup, he did have some minor internal injuries. Lu Chenzhou clicked his tongue secretly—this was probably the worst injury he'd ever had. Baji Fist really was fierce. The doctor gave him a prescription; he should recover within a week, no big deal.
In martial arts competitions, getting injured was all too common.
