High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 88 Medical Treatment
As for Lord Zhou, who had been standing in front of the French windows, his face remained calm and expressionless.

It was as if the extremely fierce battle just now was still insignificant in his eyes.

"...I still haven't seen anything extraordinary about him."

His heart was filled with doubt.

The empire's territory was boundless and extremely vast.

The Emperor, the guardian deity of the human empire, possesses unparalleled strength and an eternal will.

His gaze was always fixed on the entire human race.

When he discovers a peerless genius with unparalleled potential who is destined to become a pillar of the empire, he will send down a wisp of divine will to plant a "nail of favor" in the student's spiritual sea.

This is both a supreme protection, preventing it from being bewitched and corrupted by evil gods in the warp during its growth;

It is also a kind of mark.

Those geniuses who are marked are called "The Emperor's Chosen".

In Lord Zhou's view, Qin Feng's performance was excellent, without a doubt.

His temperament, will, combat wisdom, and killing skills far surpass his peers, making him an undisputed top genius on the planet of education.

But, that's all.

If he were placed in the entire Canaan star system, or even the wider empire, there would be countless geniuses with more terrifying performances, stronger foundations, and more powerful backgrounds than Qin Feng, like carp crossing a river.

However, among them, only a very small number can become the "Emperor's Chosen One".

On this trip, he did not see in Qin Feng the truly unique qualities that would make the emperor personally bestow his "favor".

"What exactly did the Emperor value in him? What is his greatest strength?"

This question is not only about his personal curiosity, but also directly affects the future of Canaan Star Martial Arts University, and even the entire Extreme Warriors Legion, regarding the direction of their subsequent training for this "chosen one".

Lord Zhou sighed.

This trip was ultimately fruitless.
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Inside a private box in the "Qiming Spectator" building in the Hongye Commercial District.

The moment the referee finally announced Qin Feng's victory, the entire private room erupted in cheers.

With tears welling up in his eyes, Qin Dahai didn't jump up excitedly as before. Instead, he rested his hands on the viewing window and stared intently at Qin Feng's bloodied and mangled left hand on the screen, his eyes filled with endless heartache.

Her own son had inhaled poisonous miasma from a young age, leaving him with a chronic illness that everyone concluded would prevent him from practicing martial arts.

For years, his son had been practicing diligently in that small training room, day after day, without fail!
His son paid for this hard-won honor with endless suffering;

It took countless days and nights of hard work to earn this weighty title of "Rookie of the Year"!
More than feeling relieved, Qin Dahai felt heartache and relief.

Thankfully, my son's illness was cured, and thankfully we met Master Sun Chantang...

Wang Ming and his aunt hugged each other tightly, overjoyed and weeping.

Even now, they still find it hard to believe.

That nephew, whose foundation had been damaged and whose future seemed bleak, actually did it!

He truly defeated all the geniuses and became the most dazzling new star in the entire psychic community!

The new king!
The two younger brothers watched with great enthusiasm and longing.

At this moment, their eldest brother was almost a god in their hearts.

The youngest sister, though not understanding the ferocity of the battle, knew that her eldest brother had won.

She simply clapped her little hands innocently and cheered with a smile, "Big brother got first place! Big brother is the best!"

The parents nearby, who had initially only shown friendly smiles, had grown increasingly wide-eyed and filled with astonishment as each match progressed. One martial artist, who had brought his child to watch the match and exuded an air of superiority, clearly a long-time figure in the martial arts world, listened to the conversation among Qin Feng's family members, his eyes fixed on the final shot of Qin Feng's victory.

"A genius, truly a genius."

"It's a family, and indeed, an ordinary family."

"It's not easy."

Let's make a good connection.

The martial artist thought for a moment, then sent a message to his assistant, instructing him to secretly help Qin Feng and establish a good relationship with his family.
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Inside the medical room, under the cold lights.

Qin Feng was carefully placed on the treatment bed by the medical staff.

He looked down calmly at his completely shattered left arm.

The stark white bone fragments, mixed with torn muscle fascia, were a bloody mess, looking gruesome and terrifying.

He could clearly feel that his physical body possessed a powerful life force.

The cells are slowly regenerating, gradually repairing the severe damage.

He estimated that, given his current physical condition, without any treatment, this level of injury would take about a month to fully recover.

The pace of progress is slowing down...

This thought flashed through Qin Feng's mind.

This means I have a month to recover from the injury.

Unable to engage in high-intensity physical training, the improvement in vitality index will stagnate again.

Just then, a female martial arts medic wearing a white coat, with a calm and steady demeanor, walked over.

She skillfully cleaned Qin Feng's wounds, then took out an injection that shimmered with a pale green light.

"This is a level 2 'ultimate medical agent'."

As the female medical officer injected him with the medication, she explained in a professional tone, "It doesn't directly treat your wounds, but rather accelerates your body's self-healing by deeply stimulating your physical potential. Simply put, it's squeezing your body's potential, and you'll need to replenish a massive amount of energy afterward."

She then took out a mid-level psionic potion, skillfully opened the cap, and poured it directly into Qin Feng's mouth.

"This is a champion's benefit provided by the insurance company, it's free. Next, remember to rest well and replenish your spiritual energy and nutrition. This way, after the wound heals, your body will return to its perfect state, and your vitality index may even increase because of this 'destruction and reconstruction'. After all, you've already met the standard for minor injury."

As the medicine entered my body, an indescribable, intense itching sensation instantly spread from my left arm, as if millions of ants were crawling inside my bone marrow.

At the same time, the intermediate-level psionic potion he had just taken transformed into a surging torrent of energy that surged within his body, instantly mobilized, and rushed wildly toward the wound on his left arm.

He could even clearly "see" that his bones, muscles, and nerves were growing and reorganizing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What follows is an intense hunger that originates from deep within the cells.

Fortunately, the surging spiritual energy was rapidly replenishing his physical body's depletion, allowing him to feel his body growing stronger as he repaired his injuries.

Just two hours later.

Qin Feng then walked out of the medical room.

His left arm has fully recovered, with smooth skin that is even more delicate than before, showing no signs of injury whatsoever.

However, when he tried to clench his fist and exert force, he still felt a slight discomfort.

He estimated that he would be fully recovered in two hours, without any hidden injuries.

(End of this chapter)