Chapter 40: After the Battle
When Bai Yu fell to the ground, unable to get up, inside a hotel in Soto City.
Behind a silver-haired woman stood a purple-haired woman. The two looked at the mirror in front of them, which reflected the entire process of Bai Yu's battle just now.
Seeing Bai Yu fall, the purple-haired woman turned to the silver-haired woman and asked:
"Master, should we save him? He seems to be dying. Also, Master, were you looking for him?"
These two were precisely Gu Yuena, who was preparing to meet Bai Yu, and Zi Ji, who served as her maid.
Gu Yuena shook her head, waved her hand, and the projection in the mirror vanished.
"He won't die that easily. Even if he did, it wouldn't matter; it would only prove he isn't worthy of standing beside me. But his power..."
Just as Bai Yu rested on the ground for a while, he heard a mature female voice by his ear.
"Hurry up, see if he's dead! If he is, just burn him to ashes!"
Hearing the excitement in the voice, Bai Yu shivered, quickly opened his eyes, and looked over. Who could be so heartless?
Then, the Shrek group gathered around. Liu Erlong saw Bai Yu open his eyes, her expression a little disappointed, and then her eyes flickered as she looked over.
Seeing Liu Erlong's gaze, Bai Yu was startled and thought to himself, "Who is this? Liu Erlong? Why is she here? Her eyes don't mean she wants to take advantage of the situation and finish me off, do they?"
Then, Bai Yu dared not delay, quickly propped himself up with his left hand on the ground. His current state was not good.
"Bai Ge! Did you win?"
Oscar's excited voice rang out, and the others also looked inquisitive, wanting to know if Bai Yu had won.
Shao Xin saw the injuries on his body, quickly took out a few recovery jelly beans, and handed them to Bai Yu.
Bai Yu took the jelly beans, rolled his eyes, coughed lightly, and said to everyone:
"Cough, looking at me like this, does it look like I won?"
Tang San heard that Bai Yu hadn't won, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he asked:
"But I saw that person run away. Bai Ge, if you didn't win, why did he run?"
Flender and Zhao Wuji looked at Tang San with somewhat profound gazes. Bai Yu's eye twitched as well, and he replied irritably:
"He had old injuries that relapsed. If he didn't run, he would have died."
"Ah?"
A worried expression appeared in Tang San's eyes, and he thought to himself:
"How could Father have old injuries? Were they left by people from Spirit Hall in the past? Spirit Hall deserves to die! And Bai Yu, for injuring my father, you are on the path to death!"
Flender then blocked the others who were still about to ask questions and said to everyone:
"Alright, this isn't the place to talk. Help Bai Xiaozi up, and let's leave here first!"
Hearing Flender's words, Liu Erlong's eyes lit up, thinking this was an opportunity. After all, during a journey, it would be normal for someone to accidentally fall and die, right?
Immediately, she spoke to everyone:
"Alright then, I'll take Bai Yu. It'll be a good chance to get to know him!"
Bai Yu's eye twitched. He took a deep breath and quickly refused.
"No need, I'm not in too much trouble. I can walk by myself; my spirit power is just a bit depleted! Let me handle it."
Then, he gripped his right arm with his left hand, spirit power surged, and after a teeth-grinding sound, his twisted right arm was restored. He then took out bandages to prepare to dress the wound.
Seeing this, Zhuqing's expression shifted. She stepped forward, took the bandages, and began to dress the wound on Bai Yu's chest.
Dai Mubai's mouth twitched. He wanted to speak but couldn't think of anything to say. Having witnessed Bai Yu's strength, he absolutely did not want to offend him.
Ning Rongrong's eyes held excitement, and she secretly cheered in her heart, "Good! This is it! If I don't put something on that lecherous tiger Dai Mubai's head, then I've been called Little Demoness for nothing all these years!"
Seeing that dressing the wound would still take a while, Ma Hongjun couldn't help but get excited and started chattering loudly.
"Bai Ge! You're so strong! Does that mean we can walk sideways from now on? Just thinking about that feeling is awesome!"
Bai Yu's spirit perked up, feeling that Fatty's interruption came at just the right time. When Zhuqing was dressing his wound, her pair of round, large 'cat's paws' would occasionally brush against him.
But he wasn't enjoying it, because he was hurting all over right now. Although they were large and soft, the Little Wildcat was wearing a combat suit, which made them quite uncomfortable!
He slightly curved his lips, shifting his attention, and said to Ma Hongjun:
"Walk sideways? You'll be lying sideways! My motto is to deal with your own troubles yourself. If you can't, then wait to die!"
"Don't believe the Dean's nonsense about being a mediocre talent if you don't dare to cause trouble. When someone ambushes you and plans to finish you off, you won't even know how to cry."
Flender's old face flushed, and he said to Bai Yu, "Just say what you want to say, why do you always mock me!"
Hearing that Bai Yu wouldn't back him up, Ma Hongjun felt depressed and mumbled to himself.
"Bai Ge, you're already so strong, if you can't go out and show off, isn't that a waste of your strength? I even wanted to go brag a bit and find some high-class women."
Looking at Ma Hongjun, Bai Yu rolled his eyes and said:
"Get lost. Besides, I'm not as strong as you think. I can only fight against newly advanced Title Douluo, those at rank ninety-one or ninety-two."
"I didn't lose just now because the opponent's old injuries relapsed, and I also have some desperate measures. Otherwise, it would have been me running away."
Everyone looked speechless. Was he even human? What did he mean by "only able to fight newly advanced Title Douluo"? What then was considered strong? You're just a Spirit Saint, do you want to ascend to heaven?
Tang San also realized that Bai Yu was merely a Spirit Saint, so how could he fight a Titled Douluo? Cultivation method! It must be a cultivation method!
"Bai Ge, why can you fight a Titled Douluo as a Spirit Saint? Is your cultivation method that powerful? What cultivation method is it?"
Looking at Tang San's flickering eyes, Bai Yu thought to himself, "If it weren't for not knowing if a god would save you, I'd really want to kill you! Forget it, once I become a god, no one will be able to stop me."
Then he waved his hand and casually said:
"It's not that the cultivation method is strong, nor is it that the Spirit Saint rank is powerful. It's that *I* am strong!"
Dai Mubai was a bit annoyed now and didn't want to watch Bai Yu show off, so he quickly said:
"Dean, our academy is almost completely collapsed. Where are we going to go later?"
Flender was stumped by this question, his face stiffened. Right, where were they going?
Bai Yu had also finished dressing his wound by then. He took out a cloak from his spirit tool, put it on, and seeing Flender's dilemma, he helped him out.
"Let's go to the Great Spirit Arena. We'll stay there for a few days; they still need combat training anyway."
Flender's eyes lit up, then he hesitated slightly.
"The Spirit Arena charges for outsiders, doesn't it?"
Bai Yu's mouth twitched. He felt that the person in front of him wasn't a person, but an iron rooster with a shoehorn face, and he said irritably:
"You don't need to pay. As a Diamond Medal holder of the Spirit Arena, I still have some privileges."
Flender's face showed an embarrassed smile as he took over the conversation.
"Alright, then we'll go to the Great Spirit Arena!"
Unable to withstand everyone's gazes, Flender walked quickly forward without looking back.
Zhuqing walked beside Bai Yu, looking at him with worry in her eyes.
"How about I carry you? Many of your ribs are broken. Can you manage?"
Bai Yu smiled and casually said:
"No big deal. Just a few broken bones, I won't die!"
