But as the First Elder of the Holy Hall's Pill Cultivators, Zhou Feng did indeed have one, and for Zhang Xiaojiang with his open Five Elements Acupoints, it was something he could just barely use.
The only problem was that his level was too low. All medicines have their poisons, and Pills were no different. Using it improperly would be courting death. Yet, he saw determination in the eyes of this fatty, the most timid and pain-averse person in the crowd.
No one else, not even Liuu Mei, could know the agony Zhang Xiaopang suffered from the wounds he sustained while dodging. Only Zhou Feng knew, for he was the one who treated them. It wasn't the first time he'd seen such injuries—wounds that even Body Cultivators couldn't help but cry out from. It was unimaginable how Zhang Xiaojiang, who looked so full of life on the Dueling Platform, managed to endure it all.
"Why does that fatty's expression look so tormented? Is he that scared?"
