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Chapter 75 Comments
Chapter 75 Comments
Sylvia's POV:
"Nothing. I'm just surprised to see it swollen like this," Harry said in embarrassment, touching the back of his head.
The doctor examined my shin carefully. "Fortunately, the bones are okay. I'll prescribe some ointment for you, and you must apply it on time. You also have to rest more lately."
"Okay," I replied with a nod.
"Doctor, will there be any sequelae?" Harry asked with a frown. There was an obvious trace of worry on his face. "It looks painful. Warren is such a bastard. I'll definitely teach him a good lesson. You know what, I heard that he lives alone. Why don't we hide under his bed in the evening and scare the crap out of him?"
"Harry, forget that absurd idea. The academy has strict rules and regulations. You will only get yourself into trouble," I said amusingly. But I know how hard it was for Harry to restrain his fury. He always took revenge on the spot. But this time, he couldn't immediately vent his anger even though Warren had provoked him over and over again. He might be very upset.
At this moment, the doctor applied some ointment and bandaged my wound. "Don¹1 worry, there won't be any sequelae. But you always have to take good care of yourself."
Before I could say anything, I heard Flora's voice from afar. "Sylvia!"
Then she ran towards me like a gust of wind.
"Sylvia, are you okay?" She leaned over beside me nervously.
"Step back." I moved my leg away in pain. "You're pressing on my injured leg."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm just too anxious." Flora immediately stepped back with an embarrassed and panicked expression on her face.
"What an idiot!" Harry sneered, pulled Flora aside, and asked, "How was your fight?"
Flora folded her hands and clasped her fingers. "I... I lost miserably. My opponent was too strong. But fortunately, I didn't get hurt. My opponent stopped in time."
As she spoke, she suddenly became angry. "That Warren guy really is a bastard. I used to think he's a good man."
When I saw that Harry and Flora were about to scold Warren together, I quickly changed the topic.
"Of the three of us, Harry was the first to lose," I said, deliberately teasing Harry.
As expected, he didn't continue talking about Warren. My words made his face flush with shame and anger. "I didn't expect that skinny man to be so powerful. His moves were too weird. And I had never seen such moves before, so I couldn't guard against him at all." Material © NôvelDrama.Org.
Actually, I agreed with him. I also felt that John's moves were strange. They didn't match his appearance. It made me feel a sense of familiarity, but I couldn't figure out why.
After taking medicine, we went straight to our class. I had to sit at the side because of my injured leg.
"Harry, your limbs are well-developed, but your brain is too simple. You are likely to be impulsive." As soon as Blair said this, his words elicited laughter.
"What's so funny?" Harry was embarrassed and annoyed at the same time.
But our classmates were not afraid of him anymore now that they knew that most of the time, he was just pretending to be fierce.
I couldn't help laughing too, and he noticed it. He glared at me angrily, curled his lips, and turned his back to everyone helplessly.
"And you, John, you excel in speed and skills, but your strength is too weak. You need to train more in this aspect," Blair continued. Then he turned to look at me and said, "Sylvia, your moves are too simple, and your opponent can easily see through you. You still need more combat experience."
I listened to Blair's comments carefully and thought that I should find someone to fight with. After all, only actual combat could make me improve effectively.
"Warren, needless to say, your comprehensive abilities are excellent in every aspect. On the contrary, Flora's comprehensive abilities are poor in every aspect." Blair's words were so sharp and straightforward that Flora blushed and almost cried.
"It's okay. It's just the beginning. From now on, we will practice more to improve ourselves," I tugged at Flora's sleeve and comforted her in a low voice.
After Blair finished his evaluations on us, the boring targeted training began. But since I was injured, I could only watch the basic video lessons as remediation to fill in my foundation.