BZZZT!!
As searing silver starlight burned, the muscles around the wound on Zhou Yuanjue's chest squirmed rapidly. The injury was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
To him, this kind of injury was nothing serious. As long as it didn't strike his head and destroy his brain, he could heal it in a short time by expending a certain amount of stamina and Southern Dipper Star Power. There was nothing strange about it.
In just over ten seconds, the massive wound on Zhou Yuanjue's chest had completely recovered. Even the surface of his skin was restored to its original state, making it hard to believe it had just suffered such devastating damage.
'This...'
The students of the Martial Arts University stared at Zhou Yuanjue, who stood there as if nothing had happened, their mouths agape and utterly speechless.
'Such a terrifying, fatal injury... and he healed it in just over ten seconds...'
This was an ability they couldn't even begin to imagine, let alone comprehend.
