Chapter 197: Chapter 193: Misunderstanding

The two Stewards looked at Si Qingyu’s actions. Their hearts filled with sighs and admiration, as they glanced at Si Jiahao, who was crying and clutching the arm of a middle-aged man. They shook their heads, “This time, please take

care of yourself, sir.”

Si Qingyu shook off his son’s hand and addressed the two Stewards, “Thank you both.”

He knew all too well that his chances in the ring were slim. He hadn’t even reached the unity of spirit and intent required in the Mortal Realm. Moreover, facing an arrow that was as fast as a gliding light, he really could not think of a way to break it. This battle was a certain death.

However, he affectionately tousled Si Jiahao’s head and patted his shoulder. He couldn’t just let his son die before his eyes, could he? Thus, this fight, he had to bear it for him. Si Qingyu walked towards the stage, his face grim, but his

strides were casual.

“Father! Don’t go!!” Si Jiahao wailed, trying to hold onto Si Qingyu but was restrained by the two Stewards.

“What are you doing! Let go of me, get away, get away!” Si Jiahao exerted his Spiritual Power, attempting to shake off the two men but was touched on the spine by one of the Stewards. His Spiritual Power and strength instantly dispersed, and he collapsed.

The Steward, who immobilized him, impassively said: “Boy, remember how

your father faced the stage. He is a real hero.”

A hero is a weak man who bravely brandishes his sword even though he knows he is no match. He does so to protect what is in his heart, even if it means death, there are no regrets.

For Si Qingyu, who was on the stage, Si Jiahao was what he needed to protect.

why he

with uncontrollable tears. He could only see a blurred figure walking towards the place that was supposed to be his own

ignorance because he knew that he was the one who

Zhunhun gathered everything into his hawk-like eyes, watching Si Qingyu step

not quite as good.” Yuan Zhun spoke out

activated his body-shielding technique, shook his head with a bitter smile,

to how to face this mighty warrior who had created a name

challenge

shifting from left to right. The afterimages he left behind made it seem as if there were multiple versions of him existing at

taken from its quiver and strung on his bow. The Falling Star bow strung into a full moon, the chilling arrowhead was pointed right at Si Qingyu’s throat. The afterimages did not affect his judgment. He loosened his fingers and the arrow disappeared from the string

“Gliding Light Piercing Shadow,” and still the same

down. Not until he faced this arrow did he realize how naive his plans were. If he could still see a trace of gliding light from the observation platform, he didn’t see anything on the stage.

a way to evade it or use a killing move to stop it because he didn’t believe he had any technique to stop an arrow that was too fast

tingling sensation in his throat. He

concentrated his Spiritual Power onto his arms, cross-guarding them in front of his neck. His reaction was not slow, his speed

as he completed his blocking motion, Gliding Light Piercing Shadow penetrated his arms. Then his throat was hit

flickered in Si Qingyu’s mind as he fell to the ground, lying

only after a few seconds that he felt the severe pain in his arms and the taste of blood in his throat. With a “spit” sound, Si Qingyu spat out a mouthful

saw that his arms had been pierced through. Two horrifying holes appeared on his forearms where the bone and flesh were all

he wanted to wail, but he could only make a

beast-like hiss.

the brink of death

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