"Tang Jin... How is it? Can you still breathe?"
After a brief moment of shock, Vitinya came to her senses and quickly rushed to Tang Jin's side.
Although his relationship with Tang Jin wasn't great, after all, they were in the same boat like grasshoppers on a string, and they were senior and junior apprentices, so he naturally couldn't just leave her.
"Cough cough..."
Tang Jin heavily coughed up a mouthful of blood-tinged saliva and, after a while, finally recovered from her dazed state, though she continued to cough.
Her internal organs were severely damaged, and a large amount of air mixed with blood rushed into her lungs, forming a hemothorax.
For a mortal, this is a life-threatening injury, but the life force of an Apprentice Death God is formidable. Even though her lungs were flooded, Tang Jin would not die.
Nonetheless, she suffered quite a bit because of it.
"I'm fine..."
She struggled to sit up and waved her hand.
"How did you lose to the junior apprentice?"
