Wei Xiaoxiong, who was naturally cooling off, saw a halo appear above his head and already sensed that things were bad. In fact, he had a premonition about his physical condition—he knew it was bad but didn't expect to cool off so quickly.
Too fast.
Wei Xiaoxiong's entire face was blank with astonishment.
His body hurt terribly, terribly, even though the protective equipment's built-in treatment program was attempting to heal him. However, the injuries were real and unquestionable, so they hurt, very much.
Moreover, the treatment instrument function built into the protection shield given by the competition committee was limited, only able to ensure basic treatment to keep Wei Xiaoxiong breathing until he could be transported to the medical room outside the arena for emergency treatment, so there was no anesthesia function or anything of the sort. Wei Xiaoxiong gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain.
