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For the higher ups of the Five Mountain Sect, although Zhang Chen was just an unimportant outer circle disciple, however, this outer circle disciple was able to display the true character of the Five Mountain Sect in the arena, and also the prestige of the Five Mountain Sect. They didn't want to see anything happen to such an outer circle disciple. Or perhaps, his outcome would be too miserable.

With the eyesight of these elders, they could naturally see Zhang Chen's opponent. The disciple of Blaze Sect had been crippled by Zhang Chen. Initially, they thought that Zhang Chen's injuries wouldn't be light. After all, the strength of both sides was equal. In the end, Zhang Chen also suffered a heavy blow from his opponent. * Hong Long...... * He spat out blood and fainted.

However, he didn't expect that Zhang Chen's injuries weren't serious. It was just that his internal organs were shaken. This was a pleasant surprise.

"Haha! You little brat, hand him over to us. You don't have to worry about the rest of the matters." An elder spoke with a smile. He took Zhang Chen's hand from Duanmu Kuang and started working.

However, this elder was still worried. Although Duanmu Kuang had said that Zhang Chen was fine, he still checked Zhang Chen's body just in case.

Duanmu Kuang naturally wouldn't say anything. He lowered Zhang Chen from his back and carefully handed him over to the elder.

Although Zhang Chen's injuries were serious before, Duanmu Kuang had already used the healing method recorded in the gift to stabilize his injuries. On the surface, Zhang Chen's injuries looked like he had suffered some kind of internal injury. If he hadn't learned the gift of medicine and didn't understand the technique involved, it was impossible to find anything from it.

As expected, the elder finished the examination very quickly and didn't find anything wrong with it. The condition of Zhang Chen's body was just like what Duanmu Kuang had said. He was fine. He only needed to rest for a period of time.

However, this elder was somewhat regretful. Zhang Chen's character was not bad. He was unyielding, upright, and had the demeanor of a general. However, his talent was terrible. Compared to his excellent character, this was more or less a little disappointing.

"Sigh, although this child's character is good, his talent is truly too ordinary. What can I do, what can I do..." This elder sighed repeatedly, his eyes filled with disappointment.

Initially, he had inspected Zhang Chen's body to check his injuries. But on the other hand, he also had the thought that Zhang Chen could give him a pleasant surprise. After all, if a person with such character had a little bit of talent, it was also something worth looking forward to. It was worth focusing on nurturing.

However, the result of the inspection was that this elder was speechless. He had never seen someone with such a poor foundation. It could even be described as a complete mess.

At this moment, other than sighing, he didn't know what else to say. Such a person was naturally not worth the sect focusing on nurturing. That would only be a waste of resources and time.

"Sigh, carry him down." Finally, this elder shook his head. He summoned a few Deacon and carried Zhang Chen away.

In order to deal with the injuries of their disciples in the competition, every sect would have their own sect's alchemists to accompany them. The Five Mountain Sect was no exception. According to Zhang Chen's situation, the medicine masters would be following him. They decided to carry him back to his residence to recuperate.

"Ai, senior disciple Zhang..." Looking at Zhang Chen who was being carried further and further away, Duanmu Kuang felt a sense of loss. His nose felt sore, and he couldn't help but feel like crying.

He knew Zhang Chen's diligence better than anyone else. Otherwise, with Zhang Chen's lousy talent, how could he stand out among the tens of thousands of outer sect disciples and become one of the participants of the five major sects' competition?

However, talent was too important to a martial artist. It was like an indicator. With good talent, one might not necessarily become a strong person. But if one's talent was too poor, then one would definitely not be able to become a powerhouse. This was an ironclad fact.

Duanmu Kuang knew very well that Zhang Chen had been abandoned by the sect, even though he had just risked his life. He had almost lost his life in the arena because of the Five Mountain Sect's honor, but he wouldn't be valued by the sect. Or it could be said that he was recognized by the sect.

This was because his talent was really too poor. It was impossible for the Five Mountain Sect to focus on nurturing him, and it was also impossible for them to waste resources or even a single drop of time on a person with terrible talent.

What kind of grief was this? Zhang Chen had risked his life and spilled his blood, but in the end, he had obtained such a result. Moreover, it seemed like it had already been decided, and no one would be able to change anything.

His light, his brilliance, and his glory were all restricted to the match just now, and was restricted to the arena. In an instant, it bloomed and shone brightly. It had indeed moved many people just now.

However, after the radiance, it ended. Just like that resplendent shooting star, it lightly streaked past, and then it was eternal. After a flash of brilliance, it was extinguished, leaving no traces behind, forever no longer existing.

It was to the extent where he couldn't even carry out the second round of the competition, because he was injured, carried away just like that. That instant of glory, even eternal, would be the only shining point in his life.

All of this was because his talent wasn't good, not because he didn't work hard enough, ending up like this. What kind of grief was this? It made one feel grief!

At this moment, Duanmu Kuang's heart trembled, feeling extremely deeply. Some people's natural talents weren't good, but they could still work so hard. Meanwhile, some people's natural talents were exceptional, yet they were sitting there eating and waiting for death, falling into depravity in laziness.

When history was opened, there were a few proud son of heaven and heroes. However, those who could reach the peak of martial arts were few and far between. Why was that?

Sloth was the only answer. It was not that those people in history did not work hard, but they definitely did not do their best. Otherwise, how could it be like this?

"Work hard... work hard... work harder! Do your best... Do your best... do your best!"

At this moment, Duanmu Kuang was alert in his heart. In the past, he always felt that his cultivation was already hard enough, but at this moment, he felt that what he did was not good enough.

This was a world that respected martial arts, and it was also an incomparably cruel world. If one did not advance, one would fall back. If one fell behind, one would be stepped on. Compared to Zhang Chen, his luck was undoubtedly much better. He had the best talent, the best teacher, and the best conditions. If he couldn't be respected in the world, then the magnificent Seven Feet Body... He had really come to this world in vain.

He had to try his best. He was secretly warning himself!

"You little brat, what happened to you?" Seeing Duanmu Kuang's expression, the elders were very concerned and asked.

"Uh..." Duanmu Kuang regained his senses. He didn't expect that he would lose his mind in front of these elders just now. He replied, "I'm fine. I was thinking about something just now."

"En." The elders nodded. Although they guessed that it might be related to Zhang Chen, they didn't say anything.

After that, they gave Duanmu Kuang some instructions before returning to their original positions.

After the incident with Zhang Chen, the competition had been suspended for nearly an hour. Soon, it would begin again. It was impossible to stop the competition just because of one person.

Finally, Duanmu Kuang rubbed his nose and returned to his seat. He stood side by side with Zhong Lingyan and the other true disciples and waited for the competition to continue.

In the crowd, everyone's eyes were drawn back from Duanmu Kuang. After the series of events that had happened previously, everyone was filled with anticipation for the upcoming competition.

The entire venue became solemn once again.

However, in places that no one noticed, a pair of eyes had been fixed on Duanmu Kuang and had never left him.

This gaze came from the Flower Pavilion and one of the female disciples - Chen Ai!