Time passed day by day.
Lu Chenzhou lay in bed for a full week, and with the aid of precious treasure medicine, he initially healed from his injuries.
During this period, of course, he could not participate in any competitions or fights; safety came first.
Upon hearing that Lu Chenzhou had withdrawn from the subsequent matches due to injuries, there were regretful voices everywhere in society.
"What a pity, he originally had a chance to become the first young genius to break into the top 100."
"I bet he'll regret this when he thinks about it ten years later... This was the Earth List."
"If I could get a ranking on the Earth List, I would be willing to be single for life."
"However, watching that match, it seemed that Lu Chenzhou's spear skill improved to another level, so it's a blessing in disguise."
Of course, there were also voices gloating over his misfortune.
