Without a word, a pack of dical personnel, as fierce as wolves and tigers, charged forward and restrained .
Su Yue was utterly dumbfounded.
What are they doing?
If it weren't for most of the dical personnel being first-level Qi and Blood Martial Artists, with even half of them being ordinary people, Su Yue might have kicked a few away in a single blow.
But there's no need to do that against ordinary people.
Next.
Various dical instrunts took turns working on my body.
They even forcibly fed a few pills.
Hmm, not bad... they were high-quality Healing Elixirs. Su Yue didn't hold back and swallowed them all at once.
Beep beep beep.
Ping ping ping.
For the next few minutes, various dical equipnt displayed Su Yue's physical condition.
"How is it? Is there any danger to his life?"
Bao Dachang rushed up and asked eagerly.
"Brother Bao, please use your brain.
"If I were in any danger, could I be standing here talking to you?"
Su Yue's face was full of helplessness.
Around the burning radar, there were layers upon layers of people.
Everyone was looking at with strange expressions as if they were observing a gorilla.
Indeed!
This feeling is like attending a funeral.
I'm living perfectly fine, so why do they all look like they're visiting my grave?
What a useless commotion.
"Little Imperial Uncle, how many tis did you charge this ti?"
Fang Jingmiao stepped forward and asked.
Luckily.
Although I don't know the exact data from the dical equipnt, judging from the surface, Su Yue's condition seed fine.
Maybe, he gave up early.
If he continued, Su Yue should have co out lying down.
Knowing when to give up is good.
...
"Report, the Marquis's heart rate is normal, blood pressure is normal, ntal state is normal, and there are no injuries inside his body."
...
Finally, the authoritative results from the dical team ca out, and everyone slowly let out a deep breath.
Bao Dachang seed to be completely exhausted.
Wang Lu Feng and Du Jing's Book exchanged glances, had Su Yue really given up?
Does that an they can go in to train now, without having to wait?
Just now Fang Jingmiao ntioned that if Su Yue could return safely, it definitely ant he gave up the Grandmaster Chain training.
Actually, Wang Lu Feng and the others were a bit disappointed.
Slaying a Grandmaster?
Although done with the help of formation, just the thought is exciting.
If they could really slay a Grandmaster, it would be sothing to boast about for a lifeti.
"The speed was alright, I just charged over 400 tis."
Su Yue removed the ssy equipnt on him and casually answered Fang Jingmiao's question.
Over 400 tis.
Not too fast, but not too slow, either.
"Impossible."
This ti, Fang Jingmiao's face changed dramatically, and she couldn't help but exclaim.
What a joke.
After entering the Lower Spirit Pool twice, he charged over 400 tis.
Are you a monster?
No!
Even a monster couldn't be this terrifying.
Su Yue must be lying.
He must be lying.
Fang Jingmiao stepped forward and tightly grabbed Su Yue's arm.
Although it was a bit rude, Fang Jingmiao's inner shock was greater; she couldn't care about such things.
Fang Jingmiao had also practiced the middle pressure battle tactic, so she could roughly sense Su Yue's training progress.
Although not very precise, she could definitely sense the difference between charging 100 tis and 400 tis.
If Su Yue was bragging, Fang Jingmiao wouldn't expose him, after all, she was a Princess, she had enough social intelligence.
Everyone has vanity, especially those from the Divine Land, they definitely want to show off their country's might.
But what worried her more was Su Yue really charged 400 tis.
That would be a miracle.
"Dear niece, please respect yourself!
"Even though I'm your elder, don't touch like this, if Liao Ping misunderstands... you..."
Su Yue was awkward.
For no reason grabbing my arm in public, it's quite embarrassing.
However.
After just one or two seconds, Fang Jingmiao let go.
She was astonished, her expression like she had a sudden revelation, even her face turned pale.
It's true.
Although the sensed data wasn't very accurate, it definitely exceeded 300.
Su Yue wasn't lying.
On his second trip to the Lower Spirit Pool, he was indeed enduring the charge inside.
Possibly, it really was over 400 tis.
How is this possible?
Fang Jingmiao's fundantal understanding of martial arts was shattered by Su Yue.
Her mind was filled with one thought: how is this possible?
...
"I'll try again, if everyone has nothing to do, just disperse and don't waste your ti here, I won't die."
Su Yue sighed.
It's just a battle technique, there's no way I'd actually seek my own death, even if I'm stupid.
If I really can't succeed, I can just give up, it's not like I'm brainless.
After speaking, Su Yue shook his head and stepped back into the Spirit Pool.
"The... third ti already, can the Marquis withstand it?"
A royal Martial Artist's mouth was dry.
This Marquis from the Divine Land is simply a demon.
After being in the Spirit Pool for two hours, he was fine, and now he's stepping in again.
Is he on vacation?
Coming out from the Spirit Pool, he should be unable to stand, needing to be carried out on a stretcher to survive.
Is sothing wrong with the Spirit Pool?
"Princess, are you okay?"
Liao Ping approached with a concerned face.
Fang Jingmiao's condition seed off, her face was pale, and she kept mumbling, as if in a trance.
"No... I'm fine, I'm alright."
Seeing Liao Ping approaching, Fang Jingmiao finally snapped back to reality.
She stared in shock at the burning radar.
What on earth is Su Yue, man or ghost?
For others, entering the Spirit Pool three tis in a row, just surviving is lucky.
Yet for him, it seed like nothing happened.
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