The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

Chapter 181 Mo Qian, you will definitely get better—

But anyone who says that must be heartless.

They couldn't see how long Mo Qian fought at his limit, nor could they see how many times he unleashed his power; they only saw him when he was injured.
Mo Qian's physique was the most outrageous Huang Shaotian had ever seen. Some minor injuries were nothing to Mo Qian; perhaps it was a gift from heaven. But Mo Qian was truly unafraid of getting hurt.
No matter the type of injury, as long as Mo Qian is alive, his recovery speed will be extremely fast. Huang Shaotian had heard the doctor say that it seemed to be because Mo Qian's body cells divide very quickly, far exceeding the level of a normal person.

However, the downside might be that Mo Qian's aging process could be significantly faster than that of a normal person.

The doctor had advised Mo Qian more than once to stop playing professionally, as it would be absolutely detrimental to his health.

But Mo Qian had no intention of believing this "quack doctor's" words, and blurted out:

"This doctor is unreliable, let's go—"

"You're such a fool, young man. I still advise you to retire as soon as possible."

Yu Wenzhou really underestimated Huang Shaotian this time; Huang Shaotian didn't slip up at all.
That was a matter of striking when the time was right, giving the opponent no chance whatsoever; Huang Shaotian actually beat up that Spider-Man!
Although Huang Shaotian suppressed his opponent based on his experience, suppression is suppression, there is no other reason, and a win is a win!
"That's the Sword Saint!!! Hei Zi, speak up!"

After helping his team win the game, Huang Shaotian excitedly stood up and shouted to everyone,

Yu Wenzhou covered his face, indicating that he actually didn't know who this person was.

"Haha, Young Master Huang is still as funny as ever!!!"

"Stop kidding me! What happened to the Sword Immortal? Why did he suddenly faint?!"

"I hope I, the Sword Immortal, am alright, otherwise how am I supposed to play the rest of the matches!"

"It's okay, everything will be alright, right?"

The first half of the match has now officially ended. The second half will not start for a while, but it will only be a day or two.
"how's it going?"

After the match, everyone nervously rushed to the door of Mo Qian's emergency room, only to find the "In Surgery" light still on.

"Still no one has come out."

Mu Cheng said with tears in her eyes, "Now there's nothing anyone can do but wait outside."

One hour later—

The surgery was finally over, and the crowd surrounded the doctor, bombarding him with questions about Mo Qian's condition.
"Doctor, please tell me! I'm so worried, that's a sword immortal!"

"How is Lao Mo doing? Is he alright?"

The doctor was getting increasingly frustrated by the noise, but there was nothing he could do. Once everyone had quieted down, he slowly said:

“Don’t rush, let’s talk about them one by one. I’m also a fan of Sword Immortal, and I was very worried about his condition. Although the surgery was very successful, Sword Immortal’s body is really strong. Even after being in his extreme state for such a long time, he was able to pull through. Such a situation is extremely rare.”

"His current condition is somewhat... well, it's hard to say. I don't know if he can pull through."

"What do you mean you don't know if we can make it through? You're a doctor, shouldn't you tell us definitively whether we can or can't?"

Even Yu Wenzhou was unusually angry. He had witnessed all of Mo Qian's hard work and dedication, even at the cost of his own health, in leading the Chinese team to victory.
If Yu Wenzhou doesn't get a definite answer today, he won't let this doctor off easily.

"No, Captain Yu, you have to let me explain! Mo Qian's recovery speed is just too fast right now, so even I don't know the current situation. In all my years of medical practice, I've never seen a professional player recover so quickly!"

"If a normal professional player's recovery speed is one, then Mo Qian's recovery speed is at least ten!"

After the doctor explained, everyone understood that the reason the doctor didn't talk about Mo Qian's condition wasn't because Mo Qian couldn't recover, but because Mo Qian's recovery speed was so fast that even the doctor couldn't be sure about Mo Qian's condition.

"Then, can we go in and take a look?" Mu Cheng asked softly.

"Well, that's fine, but it's best not to let too many people in. Mo Qian is probably still unconscious and needs to rest."

The doctor left in a hurry after saying that, because it was already time to get off work. Working overtime was out of the question, never in his life.

"Wow, this doctor runs so fast!" Huang Shaotian exclaimed, marveling at the doctor's speed.
"Mu Cheng, you go in. We won't go in. Everyone should go back to sleep. We still need everyone's help in the next match. Get some rest and prepare for the second half!"

When Ye Xiu and Mo Qian were absent, Yu Wenzhou was the most authoritative professional player, and his abilities were evident to all.
Mu Cheng pushed open the door and saw many unidentified needles inserted into Mo Qian's body. Mo Qian was wearing an oxygen mask.

After the surgery, Mo Qian's face was extremely pale, making him look several years older. He had lost all his previous vigor and spirit.

"How could you be so foolish—MoMo, why didn't you just give up when you should have—Waaah!"

Looking at Mo Qian like this, Mu Cheng felt only heartache; nothing else. Mu Cheng didn't blame Mo Qian, because he had done what he believed was the right thing to do.
Mu Cheng only blamed herself. If Mu Cheng were stronger, perhaps Mo Qian wouldn't have needed to push himself to the limit to get points.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry—”

In truth, Mu Cheng didn't need to apologize at all, but she just couldn't help it. She hated that her strength wasn't enough to keep up with Mo Qian, that she couldn't reach the same extreme overexertion state as Mo Qian.
Among all the contestants, it seems only Mo Qiancai possesses such strength, capable of taking on a hundred opponents single-handedly after reaching his limit of exhaustion.

Such a state of extreme overexertion is not something every player can activate at will. Currently, there are no more than three people in the world who can actively activate this state, and Mo Qian is one of them.
Even Ye Xiu couldn't do it. He only touched the threshold of his limit, but he could never cross that door.

(End of this chapter)