But this is within the allowable range of the actual competition rules.

Because some good-quality herbal elixirs can treat such penetrating injuries in a very short time.

As long as there is no life-threatening injury or a disabling injury such as a broken limb or arm, everything can be saved.

The purpose of the actual combat arena is to let students experience the moment of life-and-death confrontation and remember the feeling of real combat. Too many constraints will lose the meaning of actual combat.

This time, no one dared to take the opportunity to attack Lin Beichen.

The retribution of a prodigal son is inevitable, which makes many people feel chilly in their hearts.

After the invigilator loudly announced the result of the battle, Lin Beichen Qingyi picked up his sword and walked slowly down from the ring step by step without any hurry or delay.

"So handsome."

More than a dozen nymphomaniac female students covered their faces and screamed under the ring.

Well, the number of people supporting the scumbag’s wife group has increased a bit.

time flies.

The contest continues.

Plop!

Xue Yue, a student from Grade 9 Class 9, fell heavily from the ring and vomited blood and fell into coma.

"I said, I will torture every student in Class Nine when I see one."

Wu Xiaofang stood on the stage and sneered, saying condescendingly: "If you want to blame, just blame your classmate named Lin Beichen."

The students of Class 9 stood under the stage, daring to be angry but afraid to speak out.

This Wu Xiaofang is really too cruel.
Chapter completed!