In the military camp's medical quarters, the light faded.
"How is he?" Yu Xiaogang asked anxiously, looking at the court physician in charge of treating injuries during the promotion tournament.
"Not optimistic." The female physician shook her head and sighed. "Multiple comminuted fractures, especially in the limbs, shoulder bones, and ribs. His internal organs are also displaced. To fully recover will take at least ten days to half a month. For the upcoming matches, this student will not be able to fight again."
"How could it be like this…" Yu Xiaogang's eyes reddened as he stood frozen.
"Alas." Flender's face was full of worry. This battle had cost their academy dearly.
"Damn it, that Yang Yunhai actually struck with such cruelty!" Liu Erlong slammed a fist onto the bedside, eyes blazing with fury.
'Why don't you mention how Tang San was the one trying to kill on the field, every strike aimed to take a life?' Ning Rongrong stayed silent by choice.
The other team members were also dejected. To be crushed by a single person's overwhelming strength was hardly something that could lift spirits.
Looking around, every bed in the room was now occupied. Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, Yu Tianheng, and Tai Long all lay unconscious. According to the physicians, even the least injured among the latter four would need one to two days of rest, while Tang San was worse off — directly out of the promotion tournament.
Fortunately, the promotion tournament wasn't elimination-based, otherwise their team would have already been finished.
"Let's transfer them back to the camp for rest." Flender sighed. They were currently in the tournament's designated medical quarters, but with the tournament just beginning, there would no doubt be other injured students coming through. Clearly, this wasn't a good place to recover.
"Thank you for your work, physician," he said politely to the woman tidying her things.
"It's my duty," the physician replied. "Transferring them will be better — quieter for recuperation. Especially for this Tang San, he must not move around at all, or the injuries could worsen. If there's any change, send for me immediately."
"Then I'll trouble you," Flender nodded, before looking to Oscar. "Oscar, go outside and call a few Royal Knights to help carry the stretchers."
"Got it." Oscar nodded and left.
Soon, five stretchers were carried out of the camp by soldiers, moving toward the other side of the drill grounds.
"So miserable!?" Watching the stretchers, especially Tang San and Dai Mubai wrapped up like mummies in bandages, the surrounding academies were shocked.
Many students cast sidelong glances toward Yang Yunhai, their hearts filled with unease.
They couldn't afford to provoke him. Not at all.
"Yang Yunhai…" Liu Erlong's gaze also shifted toward him, gritted teeth and burning rage in her eyes.
"Erlong…" Flender tugged at her arm, worried she would cause more trouble.
Yu Xiaogang, however, had no attention for her. He followed closely behind Tang San's stretcher, his eyes never leaving Tang San's figure, his face full of concern.
Far away, Tang Hao frowned as he watched his unconscious son from a distance. With the drill grounds tightly guarded by soldiers, he couldn't watch up close. But even from afar, he had seen the power of Yang Yunhai's move and could already tell his son had suffered serious injuries.
His gaze naturally fell on Yang Yunhai.
"This child is too great a threat to the sect. He must not be allowed to grow. I must find a chance to eliminate him."
"When the Soul Master Tournament ends, I'll finish Tang San's training and then send him to Yuehua to cultivate his mind."
"By then, with no need to guard him constantly, I'll have time to deal with this. And afterward, I'll search thoroughly for Ah Yin's true body."
"Tang San has already exposed his identity early. Yuehua has likely already guessed that he is my son."
"I just don't know how the Sect elders will…"
His thoughts churned as he turned and left.
At the same time, within a room in the Clear Sky Sect.
"Big brother, Xiao San's identity has already been exposed. Do you think the Spirit Hall will act? Xiao San will go to Spirit City for the finals, and second brother will surely follow to protect him. I'm worried the Spirit Hall might use him as bait."
Tang Yuehua's face was full of worry.
The promotion matches were held in the heavily-guarded Royal Knights' drill grounds. She couldn't send people in to observe directly. But because of that heavy guard, she had been reassured and returned to the sect to meet her elder brother. Until recently, she had stayed in Heaven Dou City, keeping constant tabs on Tang San.
"As long as he stays with the main group, the Spirit Hall likely won't dare act openly. Yuehua, don't worry too much," Tang Xiao said, trying to comfort her.
With the Blue Silver Grass and Clear Sky Hammer martial souls, he had immediately guessed Tang San was his younger brother Tang Hao and Ah Yin's child.
"Big brother, once the tournament ends, should we bring Xiao San back to the sect to train? The Spirit Hall won't let this go. Even if they don't move during the tournament, they'll act afterward." Tang Yuehua pressed on. "He's still of Tang blood. How can we leave him out there?"
"Moreover, with his twin martial souls, his talent is unmatched. If he can lie low and train under the sect, his future could rival grandfather's — and that could be the key to lifting the sect out of crisis."
"Yuehua, do you think I haven't thought of this?" Tang Xiao sighed.
"I'll take the matter to the elders again soon."
"Alright," Yuehua nodded. "Then I'll return to Heaven Dou City first."
"If second brother truly wants Xiao San to return to the sect, he'll come to me in time."
"Good." Tang Xiao nodded. "And keep watching Yang Yunhai and Dugu Bo. Those two have been provoking the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan again and again. Acting so brazenly, as if they have nothing to fear — I can't shake the feeling something's off."
If not for the fact that Dugu Bo and Yue Guan had always been bitter enemies, he might have suspected Dugu Bo was secretly colluding with Spirit Hall to lure the Blue Lightning Clan into striking first, providing an excuse to wipe them out.
'Hopefully, I'm just overthinking this…' he thought inwardly.
"Understood," Tang Yuehua nodded and left.
Time passed quickly. After the day's matches ended, all the academy teams were escorted back to their camps.
After dinner, the team leaders went to draw lots.
Not long after, Meng Shenshou returned with the results.
"Tomorrow we face Blazing Academy. Shrek will face Botany Academy." He read them out.
"Captain, how do you want us to fight?" Yu Feng asked immediately.
Yang Yunhai thought for a moment. "Yu Feng, you'll go first tomorrow. If they don't have flying soul skills, you'll have the advantage. If they do — Blazing Academy has two fliers, one Soul Ancestor and one Soul Elder. If it's the Soul Elder, you can handle it. If it's the Soul Ancestor, you can still use your speed advantage to control the fight."
"Got it, captain!" Yu Feng grinned.
Yang Yunhai continued laying out the plan.
As he spoke, a voice suddenly called from outside the tent:
"Is Yang Yunhai here?"
It was Huo Wu.
(End of Chapter)
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