The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

Chapter 179 Is this really an injured sword immortal?
Basically, Zhou Zekai will attack whoever Mo Qian attacks. It's that simple. All you have to do is follow Mo Qian. Whoever Mo Qian attacks, you attack. If Mo Qian says go east, never go west.

"Follow Mo Qian and you'll get the spoils; follow Mo Qian and you'll win"—this is a tacitly accepted statement, and it was perfectly demonstrated during the arena battles.

If the heavens had not given birth to the ink-stained sword, the way of the sword would have remained shrouded in eternal darkness. Who among the swordsmen would reign supreme? Only I, the Sword Immortal, reign supreme.
Sword Immortal isn't just a haven for all swordsmen, but also for the Chinese team players. Only the Chinese team players truly understand the immense sense of security that Sword Immortal provides.
With the Sword Immortal by your side, everything seems to be no problem. Even if your teammates are not strong enough, you can still fight against him!
"Take it!"

Mo Qian's confident maneuver resulted in even more intense stinging in his hand. Fortunately, Zhou Zekai provided some damage and made up for Mo Qian's mistakes!
"careful!"

Xu Bin flew straight over and blocked Iron Man's anti-tank cannon!

"You've got something special—"

Iron Man, watching Xu Bin's actions, realized he had underestimated his opponent's strength—he hadn't expected this young knight to step forward at this crucial moment.
If the little knight hadn't blocked that attack, Iron Man could very well have taken down Mo Qian with that single move.

Because Mo Qian's rhythm is extremely important right now, even a slight interruption can cause problems, so Mo Qian's rhythm absolutely cannot be disrupted.

If he is interrupted, Mo Qian may not be able to activate his ultimate state, and then Mo Qian will be at the mercy of others.

Thor never saw his teammates again, not because they didn't come to help him, but because things happened so fast that his teammates didn't even have time to react before losing two of them!

"Yunxiu is gone?? When?!"

The opponents weren't pushovers either. The M-country captain had already flanked and ambushed, taking down Chu Yunxiu with a quick shield combo. Now it was unclear who was surrounded; it seemed to be Mo Qian and his group.

However, Mo Qian and his group have the advantage of numbers. One more person means one more unit of strength, right?

"Ouch, that hurts a bit—"

Mo Qian's hand speed and operations have become increasingly slower, which is not what Mo Qian wanted, but that's the reality. Every player has their limits, and the fact that Mo Qian has maintained his limit this far is already extremely difficult. Other players can't even perform such extreme maneuvers.
"Keep going! Next one!"

When Mo Qian tried to continue using the Sword Immortal Shaking Movement, he found that he could no longer do it. His condition began to decline, and it declined very quickly without any warning!
"Then let's do a zigzag shaking motion—continuous!"

If he can't pull off the high-level maneuvers, then Mo Qian will use the lower-level techniques. Even if it means crawling, Mo Qian will crawl to the very end!
"Xiao Zhou!"

:"receive!"

Zhou Zekai knew that he was now much faster than Mo Qian, but he would rather be slower than Mo Qian, because that would mean Mo Qian was still in good condition and wouldn't have to rely on Zhou Zekai to initiate team fights like he does now.

After Zhou Zekai successfully attracted Iron Man's attention, it was Mo Qian's turn to appear.

Mo Qian continued to boost his strength in one go, forcibly pushing himself to his peak condition, even though the bandages started to bleed again and the stinging pain was getting stronger and stronger.

However, Mo Qianwu was determined to defeat his opponent. He felt that he could still unleash his limit three more times. These three limit-ups were just enough to leave for the remaining three people, the first of whom was Iron Man!

"Did you have a good time shooting just now? Fire another shot!"

In just ten seconds, Mo Qian and Zhou Zekai together took down Iron Man. Such speed was truly astonishing.
But this glamour came at the cost of Mo Qian's even more severe injuries; that is the harsh reality.

Ye Xiu sat up from the hospital bed, his eyes filled with worry for Mo Qian.
"This guy! Is he out of his mind? And who on earth let this madman play?!"

Ye Xiu was quite puzzled. He believed that even without Mo Qian playing, the team should have been able to win this match. Even if they didn't win, given the current morale of the Chinese team, scoring some points wouldn't have been a problem.

"This is too reckless! I think you, Old Mo, don't want your career anymore! This is ridiculous!"

Ye Xiu really wanted to fly over right now and give Mo Qian a big slap in the face, but unfortunately Ye Xiu couldn't do it. Ye Xiu hadn't recovered yet and could only lie in bed watching Mo Qian overwork his body and his career.

"Isn't this what youth should be like? Burn brightly, my youth! The next one!"

After taking down Iron Man H, Mo Qian seemed to have gotten used to the stinging sensation on his hand, so he simply attacked without any restraint!

"Don't Mexicans need to rest???"

Jiang Botao watched in shock as Mo Qian continued to dart toward his next target. He was quite astonished. Was this really the injured Mo Qian?

Jiang Botao had this thought: even injured, Mo Qian still seemed extremely powerful.

Jiang Botao's intuition was absolutely correct, because the other party shared the same thought and had no idea why Mo Qian was still so strong despite being injured.

"Is this really the case that his hands are bleeding?"

When Iron Man died, he was still in a daze. Why, why could someone who had suffered such severe injuries still unleash such formidable power?
"What is it that keeps him going? What's the point of this persistence? His career might end after this match—it's completely not worth it!"

That's right, this is what puzzled Iron Man the most: why did this happen? Actually, Iron Man originally thought Mo Qian wouldn't participate.
But he did come, and like a raging storm, he took them all down one by one.

It seems he is telling the world:
Even a wounded god is still a god! He is not someone to be challenged!

"Take it! The last one!"

When Mo Qian secured the last objective, it meant the competition was over.
The winner is—the Sword Immortal Mo Qian!

(End of this chapter)