As Qin Xiaozhi issued a series of commands, on the training ground, Xia Xueqin stabilized her emotions, regained her composure, and stood alone at the very front, confronting the middle-aged man in purple robes.
Zhang Guanzhong and Wu Zhipeng, two Three-star War Gods, swiftly moved to a spot ten meters behind Xia Xueqin.
Following Qin Xiaozhi's instructions, they deliberately maintained a distance from Xia Xueqin.
The other members of the Two-star teams immediately retreated to the entrance of the training ground.
At this moment, everyone was executing Qin Xiaozhi's orders to the letter.
Firstly, although Qin Xiaozhi's martial cultivation was only that of a Seven-star Martial Artist, his role in this battle was second only to Jiang Wuming and Xia Xueqin.
Secondly, Qin Xiaozhi possessed a strong heart and a calm mind that were unattainable by ordinary people—just moments ago, when Jiang Wuming was heavily injured and fell to the ground, he was the only one present who remained completely calm!
Moreover, he had stabilized everyone's emotions and made reasonable arrangements in the first instance!
"It's absurd that you natives actually obey the commands of a Seven-star Martial Artist ant!"
On the training ground, the middle-aged man in purple robes also heard Qin Xiaozhi's words and saw Xia Xueqin and the others strictly following Qin Xiaozhi's orders. He was initially surprised, then found it utterly comical, and couldn't help but mock them.
There was no response.
Neither Xia Xueqin nor Zhang Guanzhong and Wu Zhipeng uttered a word, merely fixing the middle-aged man in purple robes with cold stares.
This was because they all knew clearly that with the people on their side, even if they attacked together, it would be difficult to kill the middle-aged man in purple robes. They could only hold their ground, stall for time, and wait for Elder Zhou Hetu of the Martial Department to arrive.
"Heh... you're holding your ground to wait for reinforcements, aren't you? Don't be deluded; by the time reinforcements arrive, you'll already be dead!"
Seeing Xia Xueqin and the others remain silent, the middle-aged man in purple robes thought of Qin Xiaozhi's earlier command, his heart stirred, and he understood the reason behind it. He then let out a cold laugh.
Although he knew that the reinforcements Xia Xueqin and the others were waiting for possessed the strength to kill him, he was not panicked at all.
This was because, with his strength, if he unleashed his full power, he could kill Xia Xueqin and the others in a very short time.
Even if a Five-star War God himself arrived, he could sense them before they entered the battlefield and return to the great curtain, back to the extraterrestrial world!
This placed him in an invincible position!
*Whoosh!*
As his words fell, the middle-aged man in purple robes no longer gave Xia Xueqin and the others any time. His figure flickered, and he lunged at Xia Xueqin himself!
As for Jiang Wuming...
The middle-aged man in purple robes had already seen Jiang Wuming's injuries and sensed that Jiang Wuming's aura was extremely weak, like a candle flame in a strong wind, about to be extinguished at any moment. Even if a Grand Immortal descended, he wouldn't be able to save him, so there was no need for him to act further!
In an instant, the battle resumed.
This time, Xia Xueqin did not fight desperately as she had when rescuing Jiang Wuming. Instead, she, like the middle-aged man in purple robes when he first descended, continuously dodged, evading the middle-aged man's attacks.
This was because, having calmed down, she knew very well that she had just broken through to the first stage of a Four-star War God and was not yet accustomed to this realm. She could not unleash the full combat power of this realm. To engage the middle-aged man in a head-on confrontation offered no hope of victory!
In fact, even if she could display the strength of the first stage of a Four-star War God, she would still be no match for the middle-aged man in a direct confrontation!
After all, there was a minor realm difference between her and the middle-aged man in purple robes, and the latter's true martial cultivation far surpassed the second stage of a Four-star War God. He was merely suppressed and weakened by the world's rules, but his life-and-death combat experience and his control over true qi were still intact!
Compared to when the middle-aged man in purple robes first descended, Xia Xueqin's evasion of his attacks after breaking through to the first stage of a Four-star War God was no longer as perilous.
This realization made Qin Xiaozhi, on the roof of the teaching building in the distance, secretly heave a sigh of relief. He then adjusted his sniper rifle, aiming the scope at the entrance of the training ground, wanting to check on Jiang Wuming's condition.
Dongfang Xiaoyao had already carried Jiang Wuming back to the entrance of the training ground, her clothes stained red over a large area.
That was Jiang Wuming's blood.
As she ran with Jiang Wuming on her back, Jiang Wuming's wounds continued to bleed. The blood not only stained Dongfang Xiaoyao's clothes but also sprinkled along the way.
*Whoosh!*
Seeing Dongfang Xiaoyao return with Jiang Wuming on her back, Ren Xiaoyao, Qin Linhai, the members of the Two-star team, Xing Tian, and Huangfu Weixia immediately moved to surround them.
"Get out of the way!"
At this moment, a low shout came from the rear of the crowd.
The owner of the voice was Li Xiaoman.
As the school doctor of Donghai Martial Academy, she had not left with the senior graduates. Instead, like Ren Xiaoyao, she remained at the entrance of the training ground.
She stayed, not only to watch the battle but also to save the injured.
This was her duty and also the wish of her cousin, Li Lianyi!
Upon hearing Li Xiaoman's words, Ren Xiaoyao, Qin Linhai, and the others stopped in their tracks, and the crowd parted. Li Xiaoman, carrying her medical kit, ran over.
However—
When Li Xiaoman reached Jiang Wuming, she was stunned.
This was because Jiang Wuming was almost entirely covered in blood, a bloody figure.
"Put him down, and have him lie flat."
After a brief moment of stunned silence, Li Xiaoman immediately said to Dongfang Xiaoyao.
"Okay."
Dongfang Xiaoyao, her eyes red, responded softly and immediately placed Jiang Wuming on the ground as Li Xiaoman instructed.
Li Xiaoman put down her medical kit and stepped forward to examine Jiang Wuming's injuries.
The next moment.
She was dumbfounded again!
This was because she saw countless wounds all over Jiang Wuming's body, like a cup that had developed several cracks, barely maintaining its shape.
More importantly, she found that Jiang Wuming had almost no pulse or breathing—a sign of impending death!
"Doctor Li, how is Wuming's condition?"
Seeing Li Xiaoman frozen in place, Ren Xiaoyao asked anxiously.
Dongfang Xiaoyao, Xing Tian, Huangfu Weixia, Qin Linhai, and the surviving members of the Two-star team all looked at Li Xiaoman.
"He might not make it."
Li Xiaoman replied with a heavy heart.
*Shashashash...*
In an instant, the expressions of Ren Xiaoyao and the others changed drastically!
Although they had all seen Jiang Wuming's severe injuries earlier and sensed his weak aura, they still held out hope.
Now, Li Xiaoman's words were like a merciless carving knife, instantly extinguishing their hope while making it impossible for them to accept this cruel reality—was the young man who had created martial arts myths and overcome desperate situations time and again truly going to die here?
*"Ding—"*
A crisp sound answered them.
Just as Li Xiaoman was unable to do anything to save Jiang Wuming and Ren Xiaoyao and the others couldn't accept the cruel outcome of Jiang Wuming's imminent death, a faint sound broke the silence at the entrance of the training ground.
Li Xiaoman's phone rang.
Li Xiaoman subconsciously took her phone from her pocket, saw it was a video call from her cousin, Li Lianyi, and answered.
"Cousin, how are his injuries?"
In the video frame, Li Lianyi spoke first, her tone extremely calm.
Yes.
At this moment, the girl's eyes were no longer red, her face was free of tear streaks, and there was no worry in her brows. There was only absolute calmness.
"Lian... Lianyi, he was hit by the enemy just now, with multiple wounds all over his body. All the wounds are bleeding, and his pulse and breathing are very weak..."
Li Xiaoman subconsciously replied, truthfully informing Li Lianyi of Jiang Wuming's condition.
However—
Before Li Xiaoman could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Li Lianyi: "Cousin, you need to stop his bleeding immediately and then give him a blood transfusion. His blood type is B!"
"Okay, okay."
Li Xiaoman nodded in response while opening her medical kit and asking, "After stopping the bleeding and transfusing blood, what do I do next?"
"You don't need to do anything else. You just need to stop his bleeding and transfuse blood!"
Li Lianyi said quickly.
The world believed that she had saved Jiang Wuming during the battle at the War God Drug Research Institute, but she herself knew.
That day.
She had only done three things: examined Jiang Wuming's injuries, stopped the bleeding, and transfused blood.
Jiang Wuming had saved himself with a little-known secret, creating a medical miracle!
At this moment, she wanted Li Xiaoman to replace her, to stop Jiang Wuming's bleeding and transfuse blood, and then replicate the medical miracle of that day!
"Ah... Lianyi, not only does he have external injuries, but he also suffered very serious internal injuries..."
"Li Xiaoman, I'll say it again: you only need to do two things: stop his bleeding and transfuse blood! You don't need to do anything else! Hurry!"
Li Lianyi interrupted Li Xiaoman again, her tone urgent and her attitude stern, even calling Li Xiaoman by her name directly.
"Okay!"
This was the first time Li Xiaoman had seen Li Lianyi get angry at her. She was stunned for a moment, then immediately nodded in response.
As her words fell, she wasted no more time and proceeded to stop Jiang Wuming's bleeding as quickly as possible.
A few minutes later, she had stopped the bleeding and bandaged several of Jiang Wuming's critical wounds, then asked, "Who has O or B blood type?"
"Me."
Dongfang Xiaoyao responded immediately.
"Roll up your sleeve and clench your fist!"
Li Xiaoman said while taking out a miniature emergency transfusion kit from her medicine box and instructing Dongfang Xiaoyao.
Without a word, Dongfang Xiaoyao rolled up her sleeve and clenched her fist.
Li Xiaoman skillfully inserted the needle, drew Dongfang Xiaoyao's blood, and then transfused it into Jiang Wuming's body using the miniature transfusion equipment.
Huh?
After she completed all of this, she noticed a change in Jiang Wuming and exclaimed in surprise, "Lian... Lianyi, his pulse and breathing are stronger than before! He can be saved!!"
"Phew..."
In the video frame, Li Lianyi breathed a sigh of relief.
Although she knew Jiang Wuming's secret and understood that if Li Xiaoman followed her instructions and stopped his bleeding and transfused blood in time, she could most likely save Jiang Wuming, it was only after learning this result that her hanging heart finally settled.
"That's great!!"
At the same time, Ren Xiaoyao and the others also breathed a long sigh of relief, with some even shouting with joy.
Even Dongfang Xiaoyao's pale face, due to excessive bloodletting, showed a hint of excitement!
However—
The next moment.
The joy and excitement in everyone's hearts instantly vanished, replaced by an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if a mountain had descended upon their hearts!
On the training ground, the middle-aged man in purple robes sensed Jiang Wuming's aura growing stronger!
This made him feel strange. He then stopped attacking Xia Xueqin, turned his gaze towards the entrance of the training ground, his eyes filled with intense killing intent.
"I'll see how tough your life is?!"
After a glance, the middle-aged man in purple robes snorted coldly, his figure flickered, and he rapidly lunged towards the entrance of the training ground!
He intended to utterly annihilate Jiang Wuming!!
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