Chapter 379 - Leave the Rest to Me

“Let’s see how long you can last!” Duan Qingchou grinned viciously as he leaped forward and kicked Baili Han roughly. Blood spattered around them. Before Baili Han could stand up, Duan Qingchou slammed his palm onto his back.

“Stop! The match is over!” The referee jumped onto the fighting stage and shouted at Duan Qingchou. Anyone could see that Baili Han did not even have the strength to retaliate.

“He has not admitted defeat yet, how can it be over?” Duan Qingchou had a bloodthirsty, delighted look on his face as he kicked Baili Han again and again. His face was stained with droplets of blood, turning his expression terrifying.

The crowd on the watching platform had gone deathly silent at the gruesome scene, fear in their hearts.

Finally, Duan Qingchou stopped, his face full of savage delight. As for Baili Han, his whole body was bruised and bloody, and it was too horrible to look at.

“Get up! Don’t just lie there like a dog.” Duan Qingchou laughed arrogantly.

Suddenly, Baili Han’s body moved slightly. To everyone’s surprise, he struggled to his feet with much difficulty. He held onto his sword tightly and looked fearlessly at Duan Qingchou.

“You are quite stubborn, but let’s see how long you can remain that way!” Duan Qingchou snarled, taken aback by Baili Han’s perserverance. He lifted his sword, licked the blood stains next to his lips, and grinned cruelly.

There was a flash of a faint halo on his long sword before it swung towards Baili Han’s sword hand.

“Baili, I got it!” Ling Chuxi suddenly shouted. When she saw that mysterious halo, enlightenment flashed in Ling Chuxi’s mind. In an instant, she understood the secret to Duan Qingchou’s Battle Qi.

At that moment, Baili Han’s eyes which were dull with pain brightened. He straightened his body and roared, slashing his sword with the remaining strength he had left. It was a last resort strike containing the immense strength of an expert of the realm of Great Fulfilment.

The two swords collided and a dazzling white light exploded in the arena. Duan Qingchou had not expected that Baili Han could still produce such a poweful move, and staggered back in shock. A lock of his hair that had been cut off by Baili Han’s fierce Battle Qi floated to the ground. Baili Han was thrown out of the fighting stage from the impact, and landed roughly on the ground.

Once again, Baili Han struggled to his feet, his body swaying a few times. After much effort, he stood up and straightened his body. His bloodstained figure stood tall, his gaze steady.

There was a brief silence, then a thunderous applause erupted from the crowd. Although Baili Han had lost the match, his determined gaze and unyielding figure was deeply imprinted in everyone’s hearts. They had all feared he would be crippled by Duan Qingchou’s sword.

The envoy clenched his fists as he looked at Baili Han. So what if they had lost? Only Nan Xia Country had such unyielding descendants, and they would not remain silent anymore. There would definitely come a day when Nan Xia Country would be the greatest nation in the mainland.

“Baili, how are you doing?” Ling Chuxi and Ling Yichen rushed to Baili Han’s side, anxiously checking his wounds.

“Did you, really understand what you saw?” Baili Han looked directly at Ling Chuxi and asked.

“Yes, I got it. Rest now, and leave the rest to me.” Ling Chuxi nodded her head vigorously.

“That’s… Great,” Baili Han murmured softly, and collapsed.

“Baili!” Ling Yichen quickly grabbed Baili Han, worry clear on his face.