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Everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhu Zhuqing as she held Ye Feng's severed arm in her hand, momentarily unsure of what to say. Had it not been for Ye Feng and Dugu Bo's presence today, this group of people would not have relented so quickly!
It's such a pity for this arm.
"Instructor, this is your arm. Now it is returned to its rightful owner."
Zhu Zhuqing could be seen handing over the carefully preserved arm back to Ye Feng.
Her own master had lost an arm while rescuing others, causing a surge of mixed feelings in her heart.
"Zhuqing, you've worked hard."
Ye Feng said to her at that moment.
He had not expected her to hold onto his severed arm all along, protecting it like a treasured possession.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ye Feng.
Her beautiful eyes sparkled with light.
Her emotions were complicated.
Because her master had lost an arm, and she was powerless to reattach it for him.
Even her family did not possess such ability.
Zhu Zhuqing's gaze shifted subtly before turning towards Ye Lingling.
"Zhuqing Sister."
Ye Lingling naturally felt Zhu Zhuqing's gaze upon her.
She shook her head slightly.
Their Nine-heart Asiatic Apple clan could only heal injuries, and they were utterly helpless when it came to severed limbs.
"Is it really impossible?"
Zhu Zhuqing looked at the approaching Ye Lingling, her eyes conveying a hint of sorrow.
"If there was even a slight attachment, then even if I couldn't save it, we could take it back for my mother to treat. But now that the arm is completely severed, even my mother is helpless."
Ye Lingling shook her head again.
She wished to save the instructor too.
But the current situation had far exceeded her mother's ability to treat.
"Instructor, thank you for saving me. If you hadn't taken action to save me in time, I probably wouldn't be here now."
Dugu Yan came over and said to Ye Feng at that moment.
"A hand and a life, I can tell which is more important."
Ye Feng replied.
"Grandfather, did you see that? The instructor lost an arm because of me, you must find a way to help him!"
Dugu Yan said to Dugu Bo at that time, her face showing a different attitude, somewhere between pleading and determined.
Upon hearing Dugu Yan's words, everyone understood instantly.
Yes, Dugu Bo was the Poison Douluo.
Rumors had it that the Poison Douluo knew various strange and unusual healing techniques.
If the normal channels didn't work, then what about these methods?
"This..."
Dugu Bo had a complicated expression upon hearing this.
Reattaching a severed limb was something he had never tried before.
"Grandfather, Instructor Feng lost an arm because of me. Are you really willing to just stand by and watch?"
Dugu Yan looked at her grandfather with an aggrieved demeanor at that moment.
There were some things she didn't spell out clearly.
Because everyone was here.
It was her grandfather's life that the other party had saved.
If he had the capability, he should help the instructor.
Both morally and rationally.
"Senior Du Gu Bo, I beg you, please save the instructor."
Zhu Zhuqing was also pleading with Dugu Bo at that moment.
"Senior Du Gu Bo! Please, save our instructor!"
Everyone from the Dou Huang Battle Team spoke up, looking at Dugu Bo.
Ye Lingling had just confirmed it—her mother would not be able to reattach the severed arm, meaning that traditional healing class methods were of no use.
But Dugu Bo, known as the Poison Douluo, had various unique healing techniques.
Perhaps there was a sliver of hope.
"I've never reattached a severed arm, but I am willing to try. However, you should not hold too much hope."
Dugu Bo looked at the people before him and shrugged slightly.
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This Old Peel seemed to be able to soak in the Ice Fire Spring.
It's said that the spring has powerful healing abilities, and with the addition of some herbs, maybe it could work.
But he had never tried it before.
Because on the Continent, losing an arm pretty much meant it was gone for good.
There was simply no reattaching it.
That's why they say once an arm is severed, one's strength would drop by at least ten levels.
"Then, we will have to trouble and entrust Senior Du Gu Bo with Instructor Feng's matter!"
The crowd unanimously addressed Du Gu Bo.
Du Gu Bo knew he had been saddled with a task.
Because so many people were looking at him.
Even though they were all juniors, it made him feel an inexplicable mountainous pressure.
If he didn't reattach this severed arm, by the time comes, his own granddaughter might resentfully curse him to death.
He had some words originally intended to be spoken, but at this moment those very looks forced them back down his throat.
What he wanted to say was, the chance of success for this task was less than one percent.
"In that case, I'll just follow Old Poison then. Anyway, the competition doesn't start for another month, so during this period, Tian Heng, you lead everyone in training, and it has to be even harder than before. After the arm is healed, I'll be back."
At this moment, Ye Feng spoke to the crowd, and of course, his gaze finally settled on Yu Tianheng.
"Understood! Mission accepted."
Yu Tianheng nodded slightly.
"Instructor, take good care of yourself, we are all looking forward to your return. By then, we will definitely trample the Martial Soul Hall team under our feet."
The crowd spoke to Ye Feng at this moment.
Meanwhile, a series of noises came from the canyon.
At the same time, they saw the men in black retreating.
"Let's go, Old Poison."
Ye Feng leaped forth.
By this point, the attacks of the Martial Soul Hall had mostly ended, and they had all retreated.
There was no immediate danger to the team anymore, it was time to leave.
The arm couldn't just stay severed like this, right? There had to be a place to reattach it, and Old Poison's secret garden wasn't a bad spot.
And so, Du Gu Bo and Ye Feng appeared above the canyon.
As they expected, the battles for most teams were already over.
The reinforcements were breaking through the obstructing rocks.
Apart from the Knight Order suffering significant losses, the competing teams were mostly intact, with only injuries at worst.
As for the people from Martial Soul Hall, they had completely withdrawn.
After a bit of rushing around.
The two arrived in Sunset Forest.
The bright moon hung high at night.
"You little Flayer, you've really done me in."
At this moment, Du Gu Bo spoke to Ye Feng, his entire demeanor one of annoyance.
If the garden was still like before, then Ye Feng's chances of recovery would indeed be quite high.
But now, it was a bit troublesome.
The Immortal Grass Elixir had all been plucked clean.
Even the hundred-year-old ones were gone.
In such a situation, how could reattaching a severed limb be possible?
It was practically impossible.
"Oh?"
Upon arriving at Du Gu Bo's garden, Ye Feng's spirits lifted considerably.
After all, there had been so many Ten Thousand Year Immortal Grass Elixirs here, a place with an immensely adequate energy for cultivation.
Coming here felt refreshing in an inexplicable way.
"It's your severed arm matter, I might as well tell you straight, I have at most a one percent chance of reattaching your limb."
Du Gu Bo said to Ye Feng.
His entire being had the air of being worn down.
"That high, actually one percent chance? You really have that skill, Old Poison?"
Ye Feng was taken aback upon hearing this.
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