Ye Hengyuan lay flat on the flat bed in the team's lounge, closed his eyes, and quietly adjusted the spiritual power in his body. Instructor Xi sat next to him and bandaged the wounds on his arms.

In the team lounge of the Spirit Master Arena, in addition to the locker room, there are several flat beds for the wounded to rest. In martial arts, it's normal to get hurt. After receiving a brief treatment in the infirmary, each injured player returns to their respective break room to rest on a flat bed. There are also some players who are not seriously injured and will return directly here, and the instructor or team leader who leads the team will give them simple treatment. These beds are just regular beds, they don't have any special features, and they aren't even very comfortable. For the players, this is not the place to enjoy after all.

"Alright," Instructor Xi stretched out his hand and wiped it on his forehead, "bandaged." I've got the medicine on you and it's completely fine in a day or two. You are a little weak now, and this wound is relatively deep, so I am afraid it is not good to take the elixir for external injuries directly. You should have a good rest first, it is best to meditate first, but don't forcibly cultivate, and restore the vitality in your body. In the next battle, you should not participate in it yet. I'm going back there now. Don't let any outsiders in. ”

"Thank you, Instructor Xi. Ye Hengyuan opened his eyes and smiled.

Instructor Xi left the lounge. Ye Hengyuan raised his head and moved his shoulders. Most of the soreness in my body has disappeared, and only mental exhaustion remains. Both of his arms were wrapped in a white bandage, and there was a faint smell of medicine. The smell of this medicine is not very bad, but it is also a little fragrant, a bit like the smell of mint. The wound still hurts, just not as severe as it had just been. On the ceiling above his head, a small brown-yellow wooden chandelier hangs, releasing a soft pale yellow light, which is not dazzling at all on people's faces, but is more comfortable. Throughout the lounge, several of these small chandeliers hung around the one in the middle of the ceiling. The lamps here are lit with candles made of special materials, which can emit a relatively strong but not dazzling light.

As he walked into the hallway and was about to return to the lounge, the pain from the wounds on his arms erupted at the same time, and he grinned in pain. Although the warrior is sure to be injured often, and he is not afraid of pain, the instinctive tactile reaction in his body is still unavoidable. In the case of sealing the micro spirit core with a secret method, his current recovery ability is only slightly stronger than that of ordinary spirit masters of the same level. This is true both in terms of * and in terms of spiritual power in the body. What's more, this wound was still caused by restraining his fire attribute spiritual power, and the damage to his * and the spiritual veins in his body was particularly serious. This is also the reason why Jimbo must ask Instructor Xi to give him a good medicine.

But he still remembered Jimbo's words and didn't dare to unlock the seal of the micro spirit core. If he could use the power of the micro spirit core, even if it was just the simplest power increase, he would be sure to fight one against five, and he would not be injured by He Jiawei's final crazy attack. After all, this team from the Divine Arrow Gate was full of second-order spirit masters, and there was no stronger than He Jiawei, who was a second-order and eighth-level player. Playing in a ring with limited space and completely flat terrain without any cover is very disadvantageous for them. He Jiawei, an extremely special mutant martial spirit, is estimated to have no more than two or three in a sect.

He gently closed his eyes and relaxed his whole body. This is not only to regain his vitality, but also to straighten out his brain and recall the battle process he just had.

The battle with Niu Zhijian and Niu Zhiqiang trained his ability to attack fortifications. And the battle with He Jiawei exercised more of his ability to defend and charge. Of course, the most important thing is that he still lacks in defense and spiritual power savings. If you still have even a little extra strength, even if you still get hurt, it will be much lighter than this.

Niu Zhijian and Niu Zhiqiang brothers have scattered spirit crossbow martial spirits. This kind of void attribute bow and crossbow martial spirit is very rare in the entire Cangling Continent. The most important thing is that the cultivation direction of the two of them is not exactly the same. Although in essence, both of them focus on defense in terms of tactics, Niu Zhijian is more focused on limiting opponents, while Niu Zhiqiang is more focused on defending himself. This kind of combat method is not uncommon among spirit masters who have bows and crossbows, but this kind of practice of turning bows and crossbows into shields or integrating martial spirits with the spiritual power around them is too rare. Fortunately, he used all his strength to attack as soon as he came up, so that he could break through their protective defenses in time. Otherwise, when they fully unleashed the power of the martial spirit, they would have no chance to perform a melee attack, and the battle would fall into their control. The Void Attribute Energy Arrows they shot were enough to defuse and neutralize the vast majority of energy attacks of the same level as themselves.

Then, it's He Jiawei. He Jiawei's strength is still a little worse than Xu Yan, who has fought against him. But he wounded himself with that final barrage of frantic life-threatening attacks. Of course, there is a reason for this, but for every level difference between ordinary spirit masters, there is at least one level difference in strength. In the end, he didn't predict He Jiawei's final explosive blow well, and just tried to resist it, but didn't try his best to avoid it.

However, it is gratifying that he has preliminarily mastered the basic moves of the Wind Splitting Fist.

That day, in the Heavenly Spirit Pavilion, before teaching the Wind Splitting Fist, the master had said that the fundamental principle of the Wind Splitting Fist was to become more and more courageous the more you fight, and accumulate strength through fierce collisions. The more time passes, the more power, the stronger, and the more destructive it becomes. As long as it is not an opponent who is more than one order higher than itself, it is difficult for anyone to interrupt its charge.

There are two interpretations of the word "split" in the Wind Splitting Fist, one is to use the sharp wind attribute energy to break through the opponent's defenses, and the other is to absorb and gather the wind element energy through the cracks in the energy fluctuations. When using the Wind Splitting Fist, you must withdraw your martial spirit and concentrate all your spiritual power on your limbs, attack in hand-to-hand combat, accumulate energy through attacking, and absorb wind attribute energy in the surrounding environment for your temporary use.

The consumption of physical strength and energy by the Wind Splitting Fist, as well as the energy backlash on oneself, are relatively large, greater than any move he has mastered so far. Even if it is simply to stimulate the power of the dragon pattern, it does not consume as much energy and energy. It seems that I still have to use this trick as little as possible for now.

"Oooh, oops. I don't know how long it took, but there were two soft knocks on the door.

"Huh?"

Ye Hengyuan opened his eyes, turned his head, and glanced in the direction of the door of the room. Where the flat bed sits is a row of partitions separated by opaque glass in the lounge, with a sliding door in the middle. When Instructor Xi went out, he just didn't close the sliding door, so that Ye Hengyuan could lie directly on the bed and see the door.

He struggled to sit up, shook his head, and raised his arm slightly. The wound still hurts, but it's not as intense as it was just now. The mint-like medicinal smell has also disappeared by half. It seemed that the medicine had begun to melt into his wounds.

"Who?" he shouted to the door.

"Oooh, oops. No one answered, but the knock on the door rang twice.

Ye Hengyuan frowned, turned over and got out of bed, put on his upper clothes, and slowly walked towards the door. He knew that it would not be any of his classmates who had returned. If something happens to the student, the instructor will definitely accompany him back. Even if it is a student from another team, they will be taken to the rest room on the other side by the instructor. Both Jimbo and Instructor Xi have a key to the break room, so there's no need for anyone to knock on the door.

This knock on the door didn't look like a staff knock either. However, there are rules in the arena that each staff member specializes in a different team, and any staff member must also get the permission of the instructor to enter the lounge on the day of the team's match. But the staff won't be silent at all.

Don't...... Is it an outsider? or someone from another team?

"Oooh, oops. The knock on the door rang twice, a little louder than before, but still faint.

"Who?"

Ye Hengyuan asked again. As he asked this, he had already released a trace of spiritual power fluctuations to detect the situation outside the door.

Outside the door of the lounge, there was a fluctuation of spiritual power, and only this fluctuation of spiritual power. This spiritual power does not fluctuate strongly, judging from the senses, that is, the second order fourth level to the second order fifth level or so.

"Oooh, oops. The people outside still didn't reply, just knocked on the door two more times.

Ye Hengyuan thought for a while, released his spiritual power, protected his body, walked to the door, and opened the door.

Standing outside the door was the petite figure covered in a black cloak. She kept her head down, as if she didn't dare to look at anyone else. The broad upper edge of the cloak obscured her entire face. All over her body, the only thing that was exposed was her little white hands closed on her chest.

"Bang!"

In the ring, a dull thud rang out. The little girl with short hair with her ears was knocked away, and the whole person fell to the stage like a kite with a broken string. Niu Zhijian, who was weakly injured, immediately stood up from the chair and caught her thin body. She wasn't hurt, she just couldn't resist the sheer force.

Wang He stood in the middle of the ring, staring at the rest area of the Divine Arrow Gate with a pair of tiger eyes. The tiger-striped shield lay in front of him, just obscuring his body below his eyes. Dozens of black and brown spikes all stick out, surrounding the tiger head pattern. The tiger's head seemed to be alive, and two cold lights faintly flashed in his eyes. On his body, two maroon spirit circles were flickering. His spiritual power had also reached the sixth level of the second order, the same as Ye Hengyuan.

"In the fourth battle, the Cangling team won!" the referee raised his voice again