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.

he was

His eyes filled with uncontrollable tears. He

impulsiveness and ignorance because he knew

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

not quite as good.” Yuan

his head with a bitter

was essential was not to examine right from wrong, but to how to face this mighty warrior who had created a name for himself in just one day. So far,

challenge finally

to right. The afterimages he left behind made it seem as if there were

arrow 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

“Gliding Light Piercing Shadow,” and still the

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. The arrow

move to stop it because

He felt a tingling sensation in his throat. He

his neck. His reaction was not

Piercing Shadow penetrated his arms. Then his throat was hit hard. The extreme speed brought

flickered in Si Qingyu’s mind as he fell to

severe pain in his arms and the taste of blood in his throat. With a “spit” sound, Si Qingyu spat out a mouthful of blood

pierced through.

He!!!” he wanted to wail, but he could only make

beast-like hiss.

the brink of death without any strength to

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