From what could currently be seen, it seems the actual important event didn’t happen long ago.
Bathing in dragon’s blood and obtaining new life? The Archbishop’s face lit up with a hard to interpret smile.
That Black Dragon was actually willing to bear such a large sacrifice for you? What does she want to obtain from you?
In truth, with regards to Chen Chang Sheng’s chances of obtaining first upon the First Banner, he never did have high hopes, that declaration which stunned the entire continent was only for increasing the pressure on Chen Chang Sheng.
Only pressure, could make Chen Chang Sheng mature as quickly as possible.
Currently, he could actually see some hope from Chen Chang Sheng’s performance, though it was but a sliver and the chances were extremely low, it was still hope.
How could he not feel glad?
The Tower of Purging Dust opened, Chen Chang Sheng walked out.
In the first round, he had walked out with his right boot destroyed, this time, both his boots were destroyed.
He stood above the stone steps, barefooted, his uniform in tatters, looking akin to a little beggar.
Yet, no one actually considered him to be a little beggar, this time, everyone was truly stunned, especially once the Li Palace clergy stated that Huo Guang was severely injured and had been carried out of the Education Palace for treatment, as Su Mo Yu had.
Their feelings of shock reached some zenith; previously, only Zhe Xiu had managed to severely injure his opponent while under observation of the venerable Li Palace clergy, unexpectedly, Chen Chang Sheng has now also managed this.
The question was, how did he do it?
Guan Fei Bai was very confused, asking: “That fellow was still an ordinary person at the time of the Ivy League gathering; not many days have passed since, yet he’s become this strong?”
Gou Han Shi replied: “I’ve already said, he’s not an ordinary person.”
The shocked stares of the crowd followed him to the woodlands.
Xuan Yuan Po smiled simply as he went up to receive him.
Chen Chang Sheng looked at him as he forced out a laugh and said: “Can you give me some aid please.”
Luo Luo, who was by the side, immediately had a small change to her expression when she heard those words. Realising that he appeared fine, but had actually suffered fairly heavy injuries, to the point where even walking was a bit of a strain, she rushed to provide him some aid.
Arriving at the white poplar tree, he sat down, near Tang Thirty-Six, his brows lightly locked together, evidently in some pain.
In the tower, when he broke through the storm of fists, he had suffered 7 blows of Regiment Shattering Fist.
Even if his body was strong, it was still rather painful to bear, the blow to the right side of his chest was especially severe, no ribs were broken, but there should be fractures.
If he had used Discerning Steps, or drew his sword, he could have probably won more easily, without this much pain.
As with the decision he had instantly made at the arena, his aim wasn’t a simple duel, but first position upon the First Banner, therefore, he had to reach the final stage of the duelling and had to reserve some of his methods.
Scholartree Manor did indeed excel at teaching their young disciples, Huo Guang had the strength to place at least within the top 50 on the Proclamation of Azure Clouds, but he was too arrogant and inexperienced, perhaps prone to underestimating his opponent.
Taking some risk for his final goal is worthwhile.
“It’s over, this time I really can’t raise my head when I’m around you anymore.”
Tang Thirty-Six had sustained fairly heavy injuries in his battle against Liang Ban Hu and had been resting on the white poplar. Seeing Chen Chang Sheng that was beside him and thinking that this fellow actually managed to reach the third round, getting slightly further than he had, this inevitably caused him to be slightly annoyed, he stuffed one of the crystals in his hand into Chen Chang Sheng’s and said: “It’s only your luck being slightly better.”
These words had a ring of truth, after all, how could Huo Guang possibly compare to Liang Ban Hu. Chen Chang Sheng laughed, but didn’t answer him, seeing Luo Luo’s small face filled with worry, he said: “I’m fine, you don’t have to worry.”
Luo Luo looked at his dirt covered feet and rushed to take out two new boots from behind her, placed it by the side, then took out a handkerchief from her sleeve.
From the look of things, it seemed she was preparing to help Chen Chang Sheng clean his feet.