"Ugh!?! This is bad…! Medical team, take Lucia player to the medical room right now!!"
The female commentator shouted.
In Rigel's vision, he saw Lucia squatting on the ground, clutching her crotch.
The damage she'd taken to her groin—well, her "man" part—was apparently severe.
Compared to a man's, it was a little better, but the groin was still a vital spot for a girl.
Especially since it had been smashed by a counter to her flying kick with insane force…
"U, ah… gah…"
(Rigel… Rigel…)
Rigel clicked his tongue inside his head.
Lucia was covered in cold sweat.
The pain in her groin was clearly unbearable; she was grimacing the whole time the medical team carried her.
"Well, whatever. I'm a Health Committee member and part of the medical team now too. I'll stop by later to check on her…"
Rigel muttered.
And just like that, he had advanced to the second round.
"Uuu… My crotch… hurts…"
Second-year B-class, Lucia Rū.
