Chapter 98: You're Not Worth Talking To (Part 2)

  "Brother, don't get agitated. We're still weak and don't have the strength to fight them yet. Besides, this is just my guess and there's not enough evidence!"

  "No matter who that person is, I will make him pay the price!" Long Qingyu's eyes turned slightly red, and a hint of anger flashed in her eyes.

  Before long, an old man wearing a medical gown came into the room with a medicine box on his back and bowed to Long Lie, saying, "General Long, I have been ordered by His Majesty to come and treat Young Master Long."

  Long Li took a step back and made a polite gesture, "Thank you."

  The old man walked forward, reached out and placed his hand on Long Qingyu's pulse. After a moment, he furrowed his brow, stood up and said to Long Lie: "General Long, forgive my incompetence, but Young Master Long's arm is probably beyond treatment... Even if it were somehow treated, in the future, his left hand will not be able to exert too much force. However, General Long can rest assured that Young Master Long will still be able to live a normal life from now on."

  Long Qingyu's expression was agitated and indignant, he furiously roared: "You're talking nonsense! My hand won't be crippled, my hand won't be crippled! Get out of here! Get out!"

  Long Qingyue comforted him on the side, "Brother, calm down, we will invite the best doctor in the world for you..."

  Long Lao's old face seemed to age a year in an instant, and he sighed, "Xiao Yu, although you can't continue cultivating your spirit from now on, you can still cultivate through literature."

  The old man's eyes flashed a hint of sharpness, took a step forward and said: "General Long, since your grandson is injured, he needs to rest in bed for a month. The following matches will need to find someone else to replace him. Now the Emperor has summoned you to the palace to discuss with other ministers who should be the substitute."

  Long Lai changed into a court dress and entered the palace with the old man.

  After watching the old man disappear, Long Qingyue immediately took out a needle and re-stuck it on Long Qingyu's arm, restoring the blood flow in his arm.

  Long Qingyue smiled shallowly and said: "Brother, your acting skills are really good, I almost got deceived by you."

  Long Qingyu lost her smile, "Still aren't you the one who taught me?"

  ……

  The Spiritual Power Gathering has entered its third and final round of competition.

  Qinglong country is left with only five players, Shen Ce, Nangong Yun, Zuo Wanpeng, Wu Jiaojiao, originally one of them was Long Qingyu's quota, but because Long Qingyu was injured, he was replaced by Wu Changkuan.

  The Zhuque Kingdom also happened to have five remaining contestants, namely Qin Lieyang, Prince Qin Yu and others.

  The White Tiger Country had the least number of people left, only three. And the Black Turtle Country actually had six players enter the final round, that day Long Qingyu's arm was severely injured, and the young man who almost became disabled was also among them!

  On the platform, Long Qingyue's eyes narrowed slightly as she listened. Only then did she learn that the young man's name was Cheng Fei, who had a proud and arrogant personality, relying on his boundless strength to often bully the weak, with every move either killing or injuring someone, cruel and bloodthirsty.

  In the first round of trials, Cheng Fei was originally eliminated, but he refused to accept defeat and took advantage of his companions' sleep at midnight to severely injure one of them who had successfully advanced to the next round, then seamlessly replaced him.

  However, Cheng Fei's strength was not weak either. If Long Qingyu hadn't suddenly used his body to fight in the first round, and if he hadn't been so carried away by his own success, he wouldn't have lost.

  At this time, there was still a stick of incense before the start of the war. The players from various countries were resting in their own camps or studying strategies.

  Long Qingyue's eyes sparkled with a sharp light, her fists clenched under her sleeves, she stood up and walked down from the viewing platform, heading towards the resting area of the Qinglong Kingdom's contestants...