In the Soul Dueling Arena, although the battle had ended, the lingering tension and shock still permeated the air, making it difficult for people to calm down.
Chen Feng, however, seemed to be detached from it all. He gently stroked his sleeves, and his movements exuded a sense of aloofness and calmness.
His gaze swept through the crowd, and then he casually yet imposingly pointed and said, "You over there? Hurry up and treat Yu Tianheng."
His voice wasn't loud, but it was extremely clear, and every word accurately reached the ears of everyone present.
Ye Lingling was taken aback when she heard this.
Her brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of displeasure flashed through her heart.
In Chen Feng's words, she was just "you over there". This feeling of being ignored made her feel an indescribable sense of humiliation.
She, Ye Lingling, as an outstanding healing soul master, was quite well - known in the Soul Dueling World. But now, being mentioned so casually by Chen Feng made her feel that her existence was seriously underestimated.
"Remember, I have a name. It's Ye Lingling," Ye Lingling said with a hint of dissatisfaction in her voice. As she spoke, she had already pushed through the crowd and was walking quickly and firmly towards the direction where Yu Tianheng had fallen.
Although she protested in her heart against Chen Feng's disdain, she also knew that saving people was the most urgent matter at the moment.
Chen Feng didn't seem to notice Ye Lingling's unhappiness, or perhaps he noticed but didn't care.
His gaze remained indifferent, as if nothing in the world could arouse his interest. He continued indifferently, "Although I held back my strength, you'd better hurry. If you're late, you'll just be collecting Yu Tianheng's body."
These words made Ye Lingling glare at Chen Feng, and her annoyance grew even stronger.
However, when she heard the words "collecting the body", the dissatisfaction in her heart was replaced by a sense of urgency.
She knew that although Chen Feng's words were flippant, they often hit the mark and couldn't be ignored.
This realization made her quicken her pace, and at the same time, she retorted, "Mind your own business."
Despite her stubborn attitude, her actions were not hesitant. Ye Lingling quickly jogged through the crowd like a flash of lightning and arrived at the place where Yu Tianheng had fallen.
When she stood beside Yu Tianheng, a shock flashed in her eyes.
Yu Tianheng's injuries were horrifying. The deep - bone - showing wounds were like the claw marks of a giant beast, ravaging his body wantonly, making one's heart palpitate.
Ye Lingling's heart skipped a beat. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
At this moment, she clearly knew that if she was just a few seconds late, perhaps even the most exquisite medical skills couldn't save Yu Tianheng's life.
"Healing."
As she spoke, a delicate fragrant breeze blew by, bringing a sense of peace and tranquility.
Suddenly, a pure white light descended leisurely. The light was warm and soft, as if it contained endless life force.
Surprisingly, the white light took on the form of intricate flower petals. Each petal seemed to contain boundless vitality.
They drifted down slowly, like pure snowflakes falling from the sky, gently landing on Yu Tianheng's body.
When these light petals gently touched Yu Tianheng's skin, they quietly melted into it like drops of sweet dew, bringing a magical and warm life force.
Under the nourishment of the white - light petals, Yu Tianheng's horrifying wounds began to heal at a visible speed.
The originally bloody and deep - bone - showing wounds recovered rapidly as if time was reversing, as if they had never been severely injured.
Not only that, Yu Tianheng's paper - pale face also gradually regained its vitality, turning a healthy ruddy color, as if he had been re - given life by some mysterious force.
Every ray of white light spread through his body, repairing every inch of his skin and bones, bringing boundless hope.
Finally, the treatment was completed. Ye Lingling let out a long sigh of relief, and the huge stone weighing on her heart finally dropped.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead, still feeling a bit of fear. If she had been a step later, Yu Tianheng might really have been beyond rescue.
On the other side, the atmosphere in the Shrek Team was like a blazing fire, with every corner filled with the hubbub and celebration of victory.
The young lads, their faces were brimming with uncontrollable excitement and joy. That pure happiness was as bright as sunlight, illuminating the entire venue.
"Did we really win? It's incredible. Fatty, give me a slap quickly, so I can confirm if all this is real." Oscar had a half - believing smile on his face, as if he was still in a dream.
Hearing this, Ma Hongjun was first stunned, a look of confusion flashing in his eyes. But then, a strange excitement quickly welled up in his heart.
He looked at Oscar's expectant face, couldn't help but sigh, and thought to himself, "It seems I have to do something, or he won't be convinced."
Then, his hand rose and fell, and with a crisp "slap", the palm landed precisely on Oscar's face, as if trying to dispel all doubts.
"Damn it, Fatty, you hit too hard! I just asked you to confirm it a little, not to take revenge!" Oscar jumped up and down in pain, covering his slapped face. The expression on his face quickly changed from disbelief to a mixture of amusement and annoyance.
"Didn't you ask me to hit you? I just took it seriously." Ma Hongjun looked helpless and wronged, spreading his hands, as if he had just done something extremely wrong.
This scene was undoubtedly the best entertainment for the members of the Shrek Team.
Everyone was amused by this unexpected incident. Some covered their mouths and chuckled, some laughed out loud, and some even bent over, holding their stomachs from laughing.
"Xiao Ao's doubt is reasonable. Who would have thought Chen Feng could win so easily," Zhu Zhuqing said softly.
Everyone nodded in agreement, finding it quite reasonable.
Xiao Wu's heart was in a turmoil.
She recalled that moment when the arrogant turtle brothers were like fragile pieces of paper at Chen Feng's feet, easily sent high into the air.
"That kick was so cool," Xiao Wu marveled in her heart.
Tang San's mood was complex. He was silently comparing his strength with Chen Feng's in his mind.
That kick of Chen Feng seemed to stir up a violent storm in his heart, forcing him to re - evaluate his own abilities.
A battle against six opponents was definitely a tough fight for any soul - dueling master. One wrong step could lead to the abyss of failure.
He thought about his previous duel with Yu Tianheng. At that time, he was like a small boat adrift in a fierce wind, unable to resist the opponent's sneak attack.
That sense of powerlessness still lingered in his heart and couldn't be dispelled.
Facing Chen Feng's astonishing performance, Tang San's heart was filled with mixed emotions.
Chen Feng's strength and that almost perfect ability to control the field made him sigh. The opponent's strength had reached a height that made people look up in admiration.