Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 382 Advanced Treatment Equipment

Lin Feng used his blood-stained right hand to tightly grip the broken bone of his left arm. His right hand was already stained red with blood. The warm and sticky blood continued to flow down his arm and drip onto the metal floor of the martial arts arena, making a "tick-tick" sound, like life gasping for breath. He endured the excruciating pain caused by the dislocation of the broken bones. Every movement felt like walking on a knife edge, and every evasion was accompanied by excruciating pain. But his eyes remained firm, and although his steps stumbled, he never stopped. He had only one belief in his heart: Persevere, persevere!

In truth, Huang Tian had held back during his attack; otherwise, with his strength, Lin Feng would have likely perished long ago. Even so, Lin Feng was on the brink of despair. The massive blood loss had left his body icy cold, and his consciousness gradually faded in pain and weakness. He seemed to see the dark abyss beckoning him, the endless darkness seemingly hiding the allure of liberation, but the flame within him fought back, preventing him from sinking.

Just as the incense stick that decided fate was burning to its last moment, Eunuch Hong's sharp voice pierced the sky: "Time's up!" This cry, like the sound of salvation from heaven, made the entire martial arts arena tremble.

Upon hearing this, Huang Tian slowly lowered his arm, ending his final attack. A complex expression flashed across his eyes, a mixture of admiration for Lin Feng's tenacious resistance and a hint of regret for the indecisive battle.

The moment Lin Feng heard the timer was up, it felt as if all his strength had been drained from him. His body trembled, and consciousness was almost completely lost. At this moment, the final sword energy that Huang Tian had released, like a scythe of death hidden in the darkness, quietly approached. Lin Feng was powerless to dodge. The sword energy pierced his body with a dull "puff" sound, and blood splattered like a fountain, forming a bloody mist on the metal floor of the martial arts arena.

Lin Feng's body swayed slightly, but miraculously he remained standing. His right hand was still tightly holding his left arm, as if he was guarding his last bit of dignity.

Li Hanhai stood tall, his expression solemn and stern. He waved his arm, concealed by his robe sleeves, with a gentle movement. The movement seemed casual, yet it carried an undeniable authority. Instantly, the energy barrier that had been enveloping the martial arts arena glowed with a faint glow, spreading slowly like ripples on water. Then, with a slight sizzling sound, it gradually dissipated, transforming into an invisible aura that blended into the surrounding air.

As soon as the barrier vanished, Xu Tian and Chen Yu were like two unleashed cheetahs, their eyes filled with eagerness and anxiety. Their figures transformed into two gusts of wind, rushing towards the center of the martial arts arena. Xu Tian's brow furrowed, his teeth clenched, and veins bulged on his forehead, as if he couldn't wait to fly to Lin Feng's side. Although Chen Yu appeared somewhat calmer, his clenched fists and hurried pace betrayed his inner anxiety.

Chen Xin'er followed closely behind, her steps slightly flustered, her delicate embroidered shoes making a quick clatter on the metal floor. Tears welled in her eyes, like two springs poised to burst at any moment. The tears swirled in her sockets, streaming down her fair, slightly haggard cheeks, dripping onto the cold metal floor, creating tiny, shimmering splashes. Her gaze was fixed on the crumbling figure at the center of the martial arts arena, as if Lin Feng were the only one left in the world, and all the surrounding clamor and chaos no longer concerned her.

Just as they were about to approach Lin Feng, a faint whistling sound suddenly echoed from the sky. A figure streaked across the sky like a meteor, then landed steadily beside Lin Feng with a muffled thud. It was a slender, metallic-shimmering humanoid robot. Kneeling on one knee, its movements quick and decisive, its eyes gleaming with a blue light, it began to rapidly examine Lin Feng. Its head spun flexibly, its eyes emitting a series of blue scanning beams, tracing back and forth over Lin Feng's wounds, as if probing the secrets of pain hidden beneath the flesh. In its hand, it produced a delicate instrument, gleaming with a strange light, and gently touched and probed Lin Feng's arm, chest, and other injured areas. Each contact was accompanied by a subtle "beeping" sound. Then, from the storage device at its waist, it pulled a syringe filled with a potion that emanated a faint blue light and seemed to contain the magical power of life. Without hesitation, it plunged it into Lin Feng's arm, slowly injecting the drug into his body.

Xu Tian and Chen Yu were stunned by this sudden scene, their faces filled with confusion and bewilderment. Their eyes were a crisscross of worry and wariness of this strange mechanical creature. Their feet felt nailed to the ground, and they were momentarily at a loss. Chen Xiner also stopped walking, her lips trembling slightly, her eyes filled with worry and confusion, but she resisted the urge to approach and interrupt.

At this moment, Li Hanhai slowly stepped forward with steady steps. A reassuring expression adorned his face, his eyes calm and penetrating, instilling a sense of trust in everyone. He looked at Xu Tian, ​​Chen Yu, and the others, then calmly explained, "This is one of mine. It's treating Lin Feng. Don't worry, we'll give him the best care possible." His voice was deep and powerful, and every word reassured everyone.

As he finished speaking, Zhang Shengli and several other princes gathered around. Their eyes were filled with curiosity and anticipation, watching intently, like children waiting to see a magical show. Zhang Shengli narrowed his eyes slightly, a look of inquiry and contemplation in them; the princes whispered among themselves, filled with awe and yearning for these "immortals" who possessed mysterious powers.

Suddenly, a low rumble echoed from the sky, and a massive, square object slowly descended. It resembled a coffin, but was two or three times larger. It was transparent, shimmering with a strange, mysterious light in the sunlight. Like a mysterious visitor from the distant heavens, it gently landed beside Lin Feng. Then, the transparent lid slowly opened, emitting a gentle mechanical hum that spoke of its advanced technology and mysterious nature.

The humanoid robot examining Lin Feng carefully picked him up, its movements as gentle as if handling the most precious and fragile treasure in the world. Its arms trembled slightly, and every movement was filled with caution and care. Step by step, it walked towards the transparent object and slowly placed Lin Feng inside.

Seeing this, Xu Tian's heart raced with anxiety, his blood boiling. His face flushed crimson, his eyes wide, and without hesitation, he rushed forward to stop them. His voice trembled slightly with excitement as he shouted, "Lin Feng isn't dead yet. Why did you put him in the coffin?" His eyes revealed his concern and reluctance for Lin Feng, and his furious gaze seemed to want to burn this inexplicable "coffin" and the robot together.