"Fellow brothers, tend to your wounds. Did anyone die?" Qin Qing asked.
"No, Senior Qin! None of us died in battle, only injuries, among which Fang Tianling, Yi Zijing, and Guo Nu are seriously injured!" said a disciple.
"Haha, no problem!" The disciple named Guo Nu, from the Wind-Fire Academy, was a bald, burly man with one hand cut off, which he held in his other hand.
"It's just a minor injury. Compared to the foul air we've released this time, it's nothing!" Guo Nu laughed, completely unconcerned.
"Don't act tough. You are fine now because your Qi-Blood is abundant, but if you lose too much Qi-Blood, it will be very dangerous!" Zhu Linglong walked over and glared at Guo Nu.
"Hehe... you're right, Senior Sister Zhu! I'll reattach this severed arm right now!" Guo Nu said with a loud and hefty voice while placing his severed limb back onto his shoulder.
The other disciples around them also laughed upon seeing this scene.
