In the semi-finals.

The massive hemorrhage on Xiong Wenwu’s side was obviously the most eye-catching.

Many spectators were drawn to the scene by the pool of blood and were surprised to discover that a student from Songyang High School had defeated the strongest competitor from Hongta High School.

Hu Yuntao rushed over and quickly sent Xiong Wenwu for treatment.

When he heard that Xiong Wenwu’s massive bleeding was actually due to hemorrhoids, Hu Yuntao subconsciously clenched his buttocks.

“What should I do? Rely on surgery? Every time it relapses, go to the hospital for hemorrhoid surgery?”

Thinking about the surgery costs he would have to bear repeatedly, Hu Yuntao felt a pang of heartache: “Damn it! Why do I have external hemorrhoids too! Why not internal hemorrhoids! If they were internal hemorrhoids, they could be protected by body tempering techniques, and I wouldn’t have to pay for surgery.”

The competition coach patted him on the shoulder and smiled, “Silly child, what do you usually do when you find your head is being targeted as a weakness?”

“Of course, practice the Iron Head technique!” Hu Yuntao’s eyes lit up: “Are you saying…?”

“Exactly.” The competition coach’s gaze suddenly turned cold as he looked at Hu Yuntao and Xiong Wenwu on the operating table, coldly saying: “After returning to school, prepare to start bitter cultivation. Headmaster Long is very dissatisfied with your performance this time.”

The emergency doctor, overhearing their conversation, couldn’t help but think: “If the head is a vital point, why not wear a helmet?”

On the other side of the emergency area.

Hearing the doctor’s quotation, Bai Zhenzhen’s face darkened. After asking several times, she suddenly said: “Regarding these scratches on my body, don’t consider scar removal or cosmetic repairs. Just use the fastest and simplest treatment method. This should be covered by insurance, right?”

The emergency doctor said helplessly, “Alright, alright, then 98,000 will be covered by insurance, but these injuries will definitely leave scars…”

As he spoke, the emergency doctor circulated his magical power, his hands creating a series of afterimages. He began cleaning, reattaching limbs, stitching, stopping bleeding, applying various medicines, and finally injecting a healing magical power into Bai Zhenzhen’s body to accelerate wound healing.

Although the fees were not cheap, the doctor’s skills were indeed excellent.

Half an hour later, Bai Zhenzhen felt that her injuries had healed for the most part.

However, scars remained on her arms, thighs, calves, and waist.

After being sent back to the resting area, Bai Zhenzhen waved her arms and smiled: “The technique is pretty good. I feel like I can use 80-90% of my strength without any problems.”

As for the scars on her body, Bai Zhenzhen naturally didn’t care.

Cosmetic procedures and scar removal were things that only wealthy people would do, and she had no connection to them.

Lei Jun, standing beside her, looked at Bai Zhenzhen with a complex expression and said, “Are you planning to continue competing?”

Bai Zhenzhen smiled: “Of course, if I beat that Le Mulan in the next match, I can face Yu Zi in the finals, right? Then we’ll get first and second place, and you’ll have some face, Lao Lei.”

Lei Jun sighed: “But your insurance is almost used up. I’ve seen Le Mulan’s fighting style. Her sword qi is sharp and her attack range is wide. If you fight her…the medical bill could easily rise to tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands.”

Bai Zhenzhen fell silent upon hearing this.

Lei Jun said: “You’re already in the top four, which is a very good achievement to put on your resume. Why risk continuing the competition?”

What he didn’t say was…you can’t get into the top ten universities anyway. Winning the martial arts competition isn’t that important for you.

Lei Jun continued to persuade: “Your fighting style is inherently prone to injury. If you had a few hundred thousand on hand, and didn’t have to worry about post-match treatment, I definitely wouldn’t advise you against it.”

“But are you sure you want to take on tens of thousands, or even possibly hundreds of thousands, of debt for this martial arts competition?”

Looking at Bai Zhenzhen, who was still silent, Lei Jun helplessly advised: “Ah Zhen, we’re not like those wealthy people. When competing, we also have to consider the cost-effectiveness.”

Just then, a figure limped over in pain, none other than Zhang Yu, who had just completed his treatment.

Seeing Zhang Yu’s injury-ridden appearance, Lei Jun felt helpless: “It seems that Zhang Yu can’t participate in the next match either.”

However, Zhang Yu stretched his limbs and said: “Don’t worry, Lao Lei, I paid attention when I was fighting. I didn’t injure any vital points, just some superficial wounds.”

“Plus, I just mastered a horizontal training martial art yesterday. The injury just looks serious. The insurance only cost 30,000…”

Lei Jun initially didn’t believe him, but after checking Zhang Yu, he looked at him in surprise: “You’re something else! You actually didn’t get injured much?”

“I’ll get you something to eat and drink. You guys should take the time to rest.”

Not long after Lei Jun left, Zhang Yu, while looking at his phone, said to the silent Bai Zhenzhen, “Ah Zhen, I heard what you were saying just now. You also know that my platform credit is maxed out. I can’t get much more, but I can borrow some from my sister at most.”

“But my sister isn’t doing so well either. I asked her and she can borrow up to 200,000 from her. Do you think that’s enough for you to fight the next match?”

Bai Zhenzhen: “I’ll borrow from and repay my godmother myself. You don’t have to borrow for me.”

“But I’ve looked closely at that Le Mulan. She’s a bit difficult to deal with and it’s too easy to get injured. If you want to win against her…it might cost at least 400,000 to get by.”

Bai Zhenzhen sighed and said: “Yu Zi, wouldn’t it be great if we were rich.”

Having lived two lifetimes, Zhang Yu couldn’t help but be speechless upon hearing this.

He hadn’t been born into a wealthy family in either life. What could he say?

A moment later, with all the round of eight matches concluded, and all the participants having received proper treatment and being out of danger.

The semi-final list was announced to the entire venue, consisting of Zhang Yu, Song Hailong, Le Mulan, and Bai Zhenzhen.

The upcoming semi-final matches were Zhang Yu VS Song Hailong and Le Mulan VS Bai Zhenzhen.

Finally, the winners of the two battles would compete for the championship.

Seemingly because the semi-finals were considered to be more highly anticipated, the two battles would not be held simultaneously, but one after the other.

After the referees drew lots to determine the match order, the first match was Le Mulan VS Bai Zhenzhen, and the second match was Zhang Yu VS Song Hailong.

On the arena.

Le Mulan looked at Bai Zhenzhen in front of her, and couldn’t help but furrow her brow as she scanned the ugly scars on the other’s hands and feet.

She asked in confusion: “Why leave scars on your body?”

Bai Zhenzhen shrugged: “No money for treatment.”

Le Mulan was shocked. Although she knew that poor people were very poor, the fact that they couldn’t even afford to repair scars on their body still made her feel a sense of ‘horror’.

“Is this what it’s like to be poor? So scary.”

Facing an opponent who couldn’t even afford treatment, she instantly lost much of her fighting spirit and even felt a sense of pity.

Although the opponent could exploit Xiong Wenwu’s weaknesses to win with a weaker force, Le Mulan didn’t care.

Because when facing all the opponents in the first year of high school, Le Mulan had enough confidence…she had no weaknesses.

Accompanied by the countdown of 3, 2, 1!

Le Mulan tapped her fingertips, and a series of sharp sword qi had already been unleashed from afar, flying directly towards Bai Zhenzhen’s location.

It was Le Mulan’s Starlight Sword Technique, which she had painstakingly cultivated to level 5.

The level 5 Starlight Sword Technique could injure enemies across a distance of 5 meters.

Seeing this sword qi crossing five meters, Bai Zhenzhen’s expression changed, and she quickly activated her Body-Breaking Sword Qi to block it.

But soon Bai Zhenzhen discovered that Le Mulan’s set of Starlight Sword Technique wasn’t just about the sharpness of the sword qi. Each sword qi also seemed to be arranged like soldiers, with complex connections, always surrounding and attacking her from various angles.

And if Bai Zhenzhen wanted to break through the blockade of these sword qi, she would feel the opponent’s offensive become even denser with each step she took.

She felt like she was in a large formation, constantly being compressed in her mobile space by Le Mulan’s continuous sword qi, making the situation increasingly dangerous.

She tried to enter stealth mode, but was quickly exposed when blocking sword qi and from the collisions of sword qi.

The opponent’s sword qi was too swift and dense. With her speed and explosive power, she couldn’t rely solely on movement to dodge.

As for waiting for the opponent to exhaust their magical power? Bai Zhenzhen could see that the magical power within the other party’s body was incredibly turbulent, showing no signs of weakening. If she wanted to exhaust the other party’s magical power, Bai Zhenzhen’s own magical power would probably be depleted first.

Bai Zhenzhen sighed in her heart: “Alas…using stealth directly on the arena is still too disadvantageous. It’s only most unexpected when used in the first battle. Afterwards, it’s not as effective when the opponent is prepared.”

Looking at Bai Zhenzhen’s awkward posture, Le Mulan wasn’t surprised.

“My Starlight Sword Technique is a formation in itself. The sword qi is strict and orderly, and the moves have no flaws.”

“Unless there is a strong protective body technique that forcibly collides over, it is impossible for experts of the same level to approach me.”

And in Le Mulan’s eyes, Bai Zhenzhen couldn’t really be considered the same level.

“There are weaknesses.” Bai Zhenzhen thought to herself, “But my own data is not strong enough. If I go hard, even if I win, I’ll be seriously injured, right?”

“This sword might cost 300,000 or 400,000…”

Was she going to risk hundreds of thousands for a victory?

Bai Zhenzhen felt hesitant.

She had the courage to break through Xiong Wenwu’s storm of attacks and strike the other party’s weaknesses with her sword.

But when it came to gambling a victory with hundreds of thousands, she felt hesitant.

And it was this hesitation that made her understand that it would be difficult to successfully strike this sword, because she no longer had the determination to move forward without hesitation.

“Alas…”

So a few seconds later, seeing that she was about to be completely surrounded by sword qi, Bai Zhenzhen chose to admit defeat.

As she walked off the arena, a trace of relief flashed in her eyes: “In the end, I’m still not strong enough, and too poor.”

“Never mind, I’ll tell Yu Zi about the weaknesses. Let the good son teach this woman a lesson for me. He shouldn’t have to spend so much money.”

With Le Mulan’s victory, the semi-final matches also came to the second match – Zhang Yu VS Song Hailong.