Zombie Bodyguard

Chapter 1691 - 1688: Glory Bestowed

At that moment, Ju Yuuzen suffered a heavy fall, and before he could get to his feet, Lin Tian stepped forward, crouching down to grab his shoulder with a wicked smile, "If I squeeze hard enough, do you think if your scapula accidentally breaks, can you still continue practicing martial arts?"

Ju Yuuzen’s face changed, and he immediately shouted loudly, "I give up, I surrender!"

Lin Tian stood up and looked at the members of the Karate Club, smiling, "You lost."

"We lost..." Kunno Saburo was in a daze, unable to react; the last match ended so quickly that many hadn’t caught on.

"I... I announce, tonight’s martial arts competition, best of three, Martial Arts Club won two rounds, so tonight’s winner is the Martial Arts Club!" The host reacted quickly this time, announcing the result without being prompted.

"Wow, we won!" As soon as the host announced the result, the members of the Martial Arts Club were ecstatic; their victory meant they wouldn’t be merged and would receive half of tonight’s sponsorship funds.

With these sponsorship funds, they could hold more events, expanding the influence of the Martial Arts Club. Xiao Manxuan, He Xiaofei, and several other girls smiled, and even the always stern Mu Binglan showed genuine joy on her face.

"Thank you, Xiaoyi." Mu Binglan formally addressed Qiao Xiaoyi for the first time, discovering a different side of him.

To be precise, it was the second time she’d seen it, the previous time being in the woods with a swarm of snakes, where Qiao Xiaoyi fearlessly blocked the snakes, though both had forgotten about it.

Qiao Xiaoyi shook his head, wincing in pain from his injuries, before saying after a moment, "We should thank Brother Lin; without him, I couldn’t have won the second round, and without him, we wouldn’t have defeated Ju Yuuzen in the final round."

"Oh, what have you been doing with Lin Tian these days?" He Xiaofei asked curiously.

"I..." Qiao Xiaoyi was about to say something, but Lin Tian came over, interrupting him, "I’ll treat you first, it’s not too late to talk later; you’re sweating from the pain."

Without allowing others to ask further, Lin Tian had already released the Golden Needle and started acupuncture on Qiao Xiaoyi. His injuries were mainly bruises and contusions; though superficial, if not treated well, the pain would be quite severe.

Moreover, there’s a Western medical theory that if bruises are not handled properly, the stagnant blood could flow into the veins, forming clots that travel throughout the body.

If these clots reach finer vessels and cannot pass through, they form thrombosis, which can block blood vessels. If thrombosis occurs in the brain or other vital organs, it can be life-threatening.

Lin Tian had no such concerns in treating Qiao Xiaoyi, using both acupuncture and massage. Shortly, Qiao Xiaoyi felt warmth spreading through his body, like soaking in a hot spring; the pain gradually disappeared, even becoming comfortable.

After Lin Tian’s acupuncture, the swelling on Qiao Xiaoyi’s face subsided significantly; at least he could speak without aggravation. This was a true case of instant relief, making He Xiaofei and others marvel at the miraculous acupuncture skills.

"Alright, avoid cold showers and intense exercise for the next few days, and you’ll recover in three to five days," Lin Tian confidently advised.

Standing up, he packed away the Golden Needle, then looked towards the far corner of the martial arts hall, now empty. Lin Tian smiled to himself, knowing that his reputation had been noted.

"Lin Tian, Xiaoyi, what exactly have you been doing these days?" He Xiaofei asked again.

Qiao Xiaoyi embarrassedly smiled, "Actually, not much; Brother Lin taught me a move related to acupoints, and we even had a fight with some students..."

Honest as always, Qiao Xiaoyi didn’t hide anything, recounting his training days one by one. Though his storytelling wasn’t the best, others listened attentively.

"You actually fought? That must have been hard for you, Qiao Xiaoyi," He Xiaofei chuckled, pondering how a usually gentle person ended up fighting, undoubtedly facing situations of helplessness.

"Lin Tian, you’re the hero; I never imagined your strength would be so formidable, possibly at a professional fighting level," Mu Binglan remarked, assessing Lin Tian as if trying to glean something from him.

Professional fighting level? Lin Tian hesitated, amused inwardly; though his combat skills were amateurish, his strength surpassed a hundred professional fighters.

At this moment, the members of the Martial Arts Club gathered around, excitedly looking at Lin Tian and the others, especially Lin Tian, with a gaze of admiration.

The overwhelming battles and invincible aura deeply shocked them; it was their dream for a martial artist realized, now seen in reality.

Xiao Yu stepped forward, enthusiastically suggesting, "Sister Lan, shall we organize a late-night snack to celebrate?"

Mu Binglan looked at Lin Tian, seeking his opinion; previously, she’d never do so, but after this competition, she realized she’d misjudged Lin Tian, and quite severely.

Lin Tian seemed to her like an eye-opener, realizing that in this world, there’s always someone better, beyond one’s horizon.

"Uh, I won’t go; I need to return and further treat Xiaoyi, you guys go celebrate," Lin Tian declined their invitation, Qiao Xiaoyi blinked, remaining silent.

"Alright, everyone is disappointed." The club members were truly disappointed.

"Let’s head back then," Lin Tian didn’t linger, glancing at Xiao Manxuan and Qiao Xiaoyi, leading them to leave together.

Lin Tian headed towards the martials arts hall’s entrance, the crowd naturally parting for him, all eyes following his movement. At that moment, in the spotlight, with glory upon him, Qiao Xiaoyi deeply felt it.

Especially the female spectators, their eyes gleaming at Lin Tian; his handsomeness, charisma, and upright posture naturally attracted girls, and at this moment, carrying the aura of triumph, further captivated them.

Lin Tian intensely experienced the treatment of a star but quickened his pace, leading Xiao Manxuan and Xiaoyi away; he couldn’t risk being overwhelmed by these fervent female gazes.

After they left, Mu Binglan led the Martial Arts Club members away as well, Yang Lin departed too, and the other spectators gradually dispersed, leaving the grand martial arts hall with only the Karate Club members.

Ju Yuuzen stood firmly on the ring, motionless, the members dared not move, or utter a word; each sensed the immense pressure.