The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

Chapter 176 End! The Sword God is Crowned! One Against Five Successfully!!!

Is Black Widow really that lucky? We'll find out in three seconds.

From this perspective, it's actually impossible to see clearly; only from another perspective can you clearly see all of Mo Qian's actions.
Black Widow could never have imagined that Mo Qian's real location was right behind her. Although it sounds absurd, it's actually true; Mo Qian was indeed behind Black Widow.
Black Widow looked at the sky and at the afterimages ahead for any double images, but she didn't look behind her. Mo Qian used his crazy movement to fool Black Widow's "glaucoma vision."
While Black Widow's attention was still focused on Mo Qian's afterimage, Mo Qian flashed behind Black Widow and quietly watched her bewildering actions.

Everyone watching from Mo Qian's perspective started laughing. Of course, it was Mo Qian's fans laughing; the opposing player's fans were practically wailing and screaming.

"Back! Back! You bastard, take a look at your backside!"

"Oh no! Are we really going to get taken down by one against five? This can't be too far-fetched! This is a world championship!"

However, there's no rule against 1v5 situations in world championships—even if they do occur, they're extremely rare. Players who manage to pull off a 1v5 in a world championship are guaranteed a place in the World Hall of Fame.
If Mo Qian pulls off today's amazing play, his future success will be meteoric, provided that his injuries are healed.

"Mo Qian's hand! It looks like it's bleeding!"

Huang Shaotian exclaimed in shock, "That seems to be bruising caused by ruptured capillaries!"

Mu Cheng had seen it all along, so she called for medical personnel early on. Mu Cheng knew she couldn't stop Mo Qian in his current state; he wouldn't listen to anyone, stubborn as a mule, determined to take down the five people opposite him.
Give all our players confidence, that is!
Ye Xiu is gone! But his pillar of strength remains! The Sword Immortal remains! Hope remains!
Don't you see? The light in the eyes of the Chinese team players is gradually emerging, a light of intense desire for victory that was never seen even when Ye Xiu was still around!

"Yeah, even the Sword Immortal hasn't given up, so how can we give up so easily! Losing our heads is just a scar the size of a bowl! I don't care anymore! Charge! Charge! Charge!!!"

This is the kind of spirit that Mo Qian wants to see, and the kind of spirit that Mo Qian wants to inspire. Now, there's only one last step left!

"Hiss!" Mo Qian gasped again. He dared not look at his hands, for red liquid was already dripping down. This was the first time Mo Qian had ever seen anything like it.
However, Mo Qian probably wouldn't want to experience it again, because the pain in his fingers and wrists was incredibly real; this time, Mo Qian truly "fought a bloody battle."

"Never mind, let's sprint to the finish!"

Even if you fall, fall like a hero before sunrise, not like a coward at dusk in your old age.
While Mo Qian still has the opportunity and the strength to fight, if he gives up now, he'll probably worry about this for the rest of his life.
"Mo Qian's hand speed and form have dropped again. I have never seen a sword immortal so slow. Is this still our sword immortal?"

Huang Shaotian was completely stunned. This wasn't just a sword immortal; this was practically a sword god!

Compared to him, Huang Shaotian felt his own limits were a joke; his limits were far inferior to Mo Qian's.

After Huang Shaotian broke through his limits, he was able to take on two opponents at once. Mo Qian, after reaching his own limit, began a frenzied process of taking on five opponents at once—and now it's in its final stages.
"What's going on? Why aren't those three afterimages solid?!"

When Black Widow struck the first afterimage that wasn't a physical entity, she thought it was just bad luck. But after shattering the second afterimage, she sensed something was wrong. Why weren't either of those physical entities? "Could it be that the third one isn't a physical entity either?"

After dispelling the third afterimage, Black Widow was dumbfounded.

But Mo Qian, who was behind her, didn't care whether Black Widow was confused or not, and charged forward with his sword!

"How did you get behind me?!"

After a grueling minute of combos, the match finally ended.

After the match ended, just as Yu Wenzhou and Huang Shaotian were about to call for medical help, they saw a flash of orange figure leap over the railing and rush onto the stage!
"Holy crap! Could it be an orange flash?"

Huang Shaotian stared in shock at the speed at which Su Mucheng ran off. Was this really the speed a girl could achieve? It was too outrageous!

"That's normal, that's the power of love. Let's prepare for the upcoming team competition. We've won the arena competition, but the remaining team competitions still depend on ourselves. Given Mo Qian's current condition, I think it'll be difficult for him to compete in the arena—" Yu Wenzhou's assessment was actually quite tactful.
Huang Shaotian could definitely understand what Yu Wenzhou meant: Mo Qian probably wouldn't be able to participate, so the rest of the team would have to be left to them.

"Don't worry, Captain Yu, I'll fight tooth and nail to win our team match!"

Han Wenqing felt the same way; how could he let Sword Immortal Mo Qian's efforts go to waste? That would be an insult to Mo Qian, and also an insult to Ye Xiu.

After Mo Qian finished, blood was still slowly seeping from his hand, but not very quickly. Mo Qian judged that only the capillaries hadn't been able to withstand the pressure, and some veins had ruptured; it would scab over quickly.
Mo Qian still had a lot of faith in his platelets, but Mu Cheng didn't believe in them at all.

So Mo Qian saw a flash of orange light and it appeared almost instantly. If Mo Qian hadn't grabbed Mu Cheng, Mu Cheng probably wouldn't have been able to stop in time.
"what!"

Mo Qian's hand stung again, and Mu Cheng's eyes instantly filled with tears.

"Are you... are you alright? Waaah."

Mu Cheng tried hard to hold back her tears and emotions, but the heartache was impossible to suppress. Mu Cheng would rather her own hand be injured than see Mo Qian get hurt from doing so much.
Despite the pain, Mo Qianqiang took Mu Cheng's hand, a bright and cheerful smile appearing on his lips. He led Mu Cheng off the stage, saying:
"It's okay, Mu Cheng, I'm fine—"

(End of this chapter)