"UWOO!" The stadium erupted in an uproar the moment the winner was announced. Across the continent, those watching through the projectors also shouted in excitement. What they had just witnessed truly blew their minds, a spectacular battle that would be written into the history of the tournament.

The battle was so great that none of the spectators could remain still. A fight of this caliber does not often happen, whether in the past or the future, when one of a kind geniuses face each other head-on, just like today.

It was truly a rare moment, not only for the geniuses themselves to clash but also for the spectators. This was the kind of fight they had hoped to see, an intense battle showcasing the geniuses's remarkable abilities, a fight that left them shocked, speechless, and thrilled.

They did not regret watching this tournament.

"ZANDER! ZANDER! ZANDER!" Those who knew his name suddenly shouted, and once they did, the others couldn't help but follow. His name echoed throughout the stadium, the name of the winner of the early stage category, the name destined to rise as a legend.

Many believed that with the talent he possessed and the potential he had shown in this tournament, he would become a great cultivator in the future and leave behind his own legend. Moreover, with his master, who was also a legend in his own right, Zander's name would always be remembered in the history of this continent.

Zander, still holding his sword in the air despite his trembling hand, looked around at the spectators before turning to Aldrian. He saw his master smiling proudly at him, which made him smile as well. In the past, he would never have dared to imagine standing on such a stage, let alone fighting someone like Kang Yongjin, much less winning this tournament.

He had once been a lost young man who did not know his own worth, trapped in his weakness and underestimated by others. Now he stood proudly in the middle of the arena, carrying the title of winner. He had become someone others looked up to.

"Participant Zander, please relax your body. Let me check your condition and heal you." While he was still lost in thought about himself, he heard a staff member speak beside him. He let out a sigh and lowered his hand, but a wave of extreme dizziness struck him, and his body instantly collapsed.

"Careful," the staff member said as he quickly supported him, preventing him from hitting the arena floor. Zander was carefully laid on his back while the staff began checking his condition. As he examined him, the staff's eyes widened in surprise before he let out a sigh and looked down at Zander.

"Your left hand's bones are broken and cracked in many parts, but it can be healed easily. As for your right arm, you're a lucky young man. The meridians across it were almost torn apart. You must have pushed yourself far beyond your limits to unleash that last sword technique. If those meridians had truly torn, your life as a cultivator would never be the same again, unless you had a miracle medicine." The staff member spoke seriously, then gave a small smile.

"But I think His Majesty has plenty of such medicines, and he might even heal you personally. For now, though, you must avoid using your right arm for a while." He gestured to his colleagues, who brought over a stretcher and carefully lifted Zander onto it.

Zander allowed the staff to treat him as they carried him out of the arena. On the way, he glanced to the side and saw Kang Yongjin being carried out in the same manner. From the looks of it, Kang Yongjin's condition seemed far more severe, as the staff hurriedly rushed him outside.

He wondered about Kang Yongjin's condition, for the situation seemed severe. After a few moments, he was brought into one of the rooms inside the stadium. The room was spacious and serene, a special care chamber prepared for those in need of treatment. It was clean, with several comfortable beds arranged for the participants to lie down.

Zander noticed that Kang Yongjin had also been brought there, placed at some distance from him. Kang Yongjin appeared unconscious as the staff worked with their healing techniques to stabilize his condition.

As Zander felt his body being carefully moved onto the bed through the staff's energy, the door to the room suddenly opened once again. The moment the staff saw who had entered, their eyes widened in shock, and they immediately bowed toward the incoming figure.

"We welcome Your Majesty."

"Rise," Aldrian said as he stepped inside. Behind him came another figure, Sect Master Kang, who had coincidentally encountered Aldrian on the way to the treatment room. The two entered together, first casting their eyes on Zander before turning their attention to Kang Yongjin.

Both of them had sustained injuries, but Kang Yongjin's condition appeared far more severe. Aldrian then glanced at Sect Master Kang.

"It looks like you taught Kang Yongjin a dangerous technique, Sect Master Kang." Hearing Aldrian's comment, Sect Master Kang felt a flicker of embarrassment.

"Well, I taught him that technique more than a year ago, since I believed Kang Yongjin might be able to comprehend at least a small part of it at his stage. At that time, I was simply too excited when I discovered that he could truly comprehend it, even though he was still at the Earl Stage."

"I knew the technique was too dangerous for him if he used it at his level, so I warned him to only resort to it if absolutely necessary. But it seems he was too eager and determined to win, which drove him to use it." Sect Master Kang explained, his words drawing a smile from Aldrian.

"Is that so?" Aldrian replied before walking toward Zander.

Sect Master Kang watched Aldrian's figure and thought to himself,

'His Majesty does not know about my intent, right?' He then turned and walked toward Kang Yongjin to check on him.

Zander, who wanted to stand and greet his master, still felt powerless as his body refused to obey him.

"Easy, Zander. You've truly drained your energy and stamina. In this condition, you'll be bedridden for a few days before you can even move normally again, if I didn't heal you," Aldrian said, standing beside him with a smile.

Zander stopped trying to push himself up and simply lay back down, smiling as he looked at his master. He remained silent while Aldrian checked his body, but at last, he softly said, "I did it, Master."

Aldrian looked at his face with a warm smile and nodded. "Yes, you did. You proved yourself to me and to others, that you are a strong cultivator, not only in body but also in heart. That pride is something you have earned for yourself." As he spoke, Aldrian began to heal Zander with his energy.

Zander felt his body grow warm and comfortable. This was the first time he had ever received his master's personal treatment, and it was truly amazing. He could feel the pain inside him slowly fade away, replaced by a soothing warmth, while the wounds across his body steadily healed. The staff watching were struck with shock, yet their eyes also shone with admiration as they witnessed Aldrian's healing

They did not know what kind of technique Aldrian had used to heal Zander, but the effects showed immediately. They could see Zander's condition improving rapidly, his complexion returning to a much healthier hue.

After a few moments, Aldrian released Zander's hand, and his body had already returned to a healthy state. Though he still felt weak from his drained energy, the pain was gone, and he had enough strength to move again.

Zander looked over his own body for a moment, then raised his head toward Aldrian and bowed.

"Thank you, Master."

Aldrian nodded. "Just replenish your energy, and you'll recover fully. For now, take a rest while waiting for the distribution of rewards after the tournament."

"Yes, Master."

"Good." Aldrian replied before turning his gaze to Kang Yongjin. The young man was still unconscious, with Sect Master Kang beside him, discussing treatment with the staff.

As Aldrian approached, their attention shifted to him.

"Your Majesty," they said.

Aldrian acknowledged them with a nod.

"Let me check Kang Yongjin's condition," Aldrian said, which made Sect Master Kang's eyes glimmer with excitement.

"Yes, yes, please, Your Majesty. Please check Kang Yongjin's condition. With Your Majesty's expertise, surely you must know a way to heal him."

Aldrian couldn't help but smile at that. This man was truly something else. In his heart, he had already been hoping Aldrian would heal Yongjin, yet he didn't dare to ask directly. Aldrian didn't mind. After all, Kang Yongjin had put on an interesting fight and had been the reason Zander was able to unleash his best.

After a few moments of examining him, Aldrian raised his eyebrows.

'His right arm's tendons and meridians are torn in many places, and some of the meridians are nearly severed. This kind of wound could only be healed by a miraculous healing pill of at least excellent grade. Without it, his cultivation path will be hindered, and his right arm may even be crippled.'

That fist technique was truly powerful, capable of unleashing an attack that could rival a cultivator an entire realm stronger than Kang Yongjin. Power of that level always came with a price, for it placed great strain on a cultivator's body, and Kang Yongjin's condition was a clear example of it.

Aldrian nodded in appreciation that Kang Yongjin had been able to unleash such an attack, and after finishing his check, he began the healing.