Dragon Warrior Spirit!

Lee Dong popped the box open and swallowed the glowing violet pill. A radiant light poured from within his chest. 

Before the eyes of thousands, his torn flesh mended, bones snapped back into place, blood stopped flowing. A pulse of golden-purple light surged around him, creating a halo that shimmered with immortal energy.

"His wounds... they're healing?!"

"Even pills that heal Earth Immortal wounds in seconds... only the royal bloodlines can afford that!"

"Such a pill is worth a mid-grade city!"

Above in the Cloud Pavilion, Pool Master Bu Dong narrowed his eyes. "Foolish boy... I brought that pill to save your life in necessary situation. It costed me a great fortune!"

Back in the arena, Lee Dong's lips twisted into a smug, triumphant smile as he flexed his arm and cracked his neck.

"You put up a good dance, wild rat," he sneered. "But now you've lost your fancy bird bow… and your strength is at its end. Time to kneel and die."