Versatile Mage: Soul and Demon Dual Cultivation

While speaking, Flender took Little Wu's pulse. His brow furrowed, and he inhaled sharply. Little Wu's injuries were very serious, but fortunately, her life wasn't in danger. However, the internal injuries were a bit troublesome.

Tang San said helplessly, "We don't know either. That person wore a mask just like us and used a fake name. There's no way to identify his identity!"

Flender's gaze was solemn as he asked, "Then what about his spirit? What is his spirit? As long as we know his spirit, we might be able to find out his real identity in the future."

Tang San said, "I'm not sure about that person's spirit because he didn't reveal any spirit rings or use any spirit abilities. But it should be a silver-white long sword. It's just that I've never seen such a spirit before, and I don't know what it's called!"

Flender nodded and said, "Names aren't important. As long as you remember what it looks like, that's enough. After you return, draw his spirit!"

"Okay, Dean. How is Little Wu's condition?" Tang San asked worriedly, seeing Flender examining Little Wu's body.

At this moment, Tang San hated his own weakness more than ever. If he possessed great strength, what would the Great Spirit Arena matter? He would definitely go on stage without hesitation and directly obliterate that Hand-Chopping Sword who injured Little Wu. Tang San had never yearned for strength as much as he did now.

Flender released his hand from taking Little Wu's pulse and sighed softly, saying, "Little Wu's external injuries aren't serious and will recover soon. The key is that Little Wu's internal organs are injured!"

Tang San said angrily, "It's all that beast's fault! Little Wu was already unconscious, why did he still attack!"

Seeing that Flender's judgment was the same as his, Tang San was filled with anger. Recalling the scene of the spirit battle at that time, if the opponent hadn't launched a second attack, Little Wu would have only suffered minor external injuries, and her internal organs wouldn't have been affected. Tang San not only hated Hand-Chopping Sword to the core but also resented the referee of the Great Spirit Arena. He didn't know what that referee was doing, actually making such a low-level mistake. Tang San secretly vowed that when he had the strength in the future, he would not only kill Hand-Chopping Sword but also kill that referee as well. After coming to the Douluo Continent, Tang San had never encountered such a big setback, and he felt both angry and helpless.

"Oh? What's the specific situation? Tell me about it!" Flender asked, puzzled.

Upon hearing this, Tang San recounted the entire course of the spirit battle.

Flender shook his head and sighed heavily, saying, "The referee didn't announce the victory at the time, and the opponent's actions didn't violate the rules. We can't possibly pursue the Great Spirit Arena for the referee's dereliction of duty!"

Tang San gritted his teeth and blamed himself, "It's all my fault. I didn't protect Little Wu well!"

Flender gently patted Tang San's shoulder and said, "Don't be too sad. No one expected Little Wu to be injured!"

Tang San nodded and said, "Then Dean, how should Little Wu's internal injuries be treated now?"

Flender frowned and said, "Little Wu's internal injuries, I'm afraid we'll have to ask a healing-type spirit master to take action!"

"Dean, I'm entrusting Little Wu's matter to you!" Tang San said respectfully. Although Tang San wanted to help, he really didn't understand this aspect and could only rely on Flender.

"This... Alright..." Flender's mouth twitched, and he finally agreed. It should be known that inviting a spirit master who is good at healing is not an easy task. On the Douluo Continent, there are few spirits that are good at healing in the first place. Auxiliary-type spirit masters cultivate slowly, and they are likely to die before they grow up due to a lack of offensive means.

There are very few healing-type spirit masters who can grow up smoothly. To invite them to take action, the price must be very expensive. What's more, Flender is also poor. Otherwise, Shrek Academy wouldn't be so opportunistic. Fortunately, he earned some money recently from spirit battles, but this time it is estimated that it will all be spent. The thought of having to spend a lot of money made Flender feel very distressed, but if he didn't take care of this matter himself, he was afraid that the students would be disheartened. After all, the academy assigned tasks to the students when they participated in spirit battles.

Now that something has happened to the students, how could Shrek Academy stand idly by?

Tang San asked, puzzled, "Dean, is this difficult to handle?"

Having not experienced this aspect, Tang San didn't understand the market at all, but Tang San's ability to observe words and expressions was not bad, and he could tell that Flender's face was not very good.

Before Flender could speak, Ma Hongjun interjected, "Tang San, the cost of inviting a healing-type spirit master is very high..."

Before Ma Hongjun could finish speaking, Flender interrupted Ma Hongjun and said with shame, "Hongjun, don't say anymore. As the dean of Shrek Academy, I have a responsibility to treat the students!"

Seeing the two teachers and disciples singing in harmony, Tang San suddenly understood. After going around in circles, they were crying poor. Tang San said righteously, "Dean, I will pay for the healing-type spirit master. As long as Little Wu is healed, I am willing to pay no matter how much it costs, even if I am penniless! I will trouble the dean to invite the person over!"

"This... Sigh... Alright!" Flender looked embarrassed and reluctantly agreed, but he was overjoyed in his heart. The little money he had earned recently was finally saved. Flender secretly glanced at Ma Hongjun, and a trace of appreciation appeared in his eyes. At the critical moment, his disciple was still reliable, and he had not pampered him in vain.

Flender and Ma Hongjun had a very deep relationship. Ma Hongjun had been following Flender since he awakened his spirit. Because Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire Phoenix spirit had inherent defects, a strange evil fire would be born in his body from time to time. Flender had worried about this a lot and had also visited healing-type spirit masters, so Ma Hongjun knew so much about this market.

Flender glanced at the other students and found that one person was missing from the team. He immediately asked, "Eh, where's Zhuqing? Where did Zhuqing go?"

Ning Rongrong stood up and said, "Dean, after the spirit battle ended, Zhuqing left in a hurry. She didn't say where she was going. She told us to go back first, and she would go back by herself!"

Flender nodded and said, "Alright, Mubai, Hongjun, take Xiao Ao and Rongrong back to the inn first and see if Zhuqing has returned!"

After Flender finished explaining, he didn't hesitate any longer. Since he didn't have to spend money, he had to put in the effort. Flender led the way, and Tang San followed behind him, carrying Little Wu.

Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Ning Rongrong exchanged glances and also left the Great Spirit Arena.

"Boss Dai, Zhuqing isn't here today. Why don't we go out and have some fun?" Ma Hongjun suggested with a grin.