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Chapter 589 The Last Lesson I Taught You

On the ring, Shi Tou was breathing heavily, and a feeling he had never experienced before filled his heart.

At the beginning, Riva was an insurmountable mountain in his eyes, and he seemed so small standing at the foot of the mountain.

Now there is a mudslide on the mountain, rushing towards him with unstoppable force.

Although the wounds on his body were not deep, they were bleeding profusely.

Especially the wound on the neck, blood kept flowing out.

"I will die!"

This thought came into Shi Tou's mind for the first time.

He gritted his teeth and continued to fight back without stopping for a moment, but he managed to hold out.

The audience only saw that although Shitou was covered in wounds, he was still fighting back and forth with Riva. The cheers in the arena were endless, and everyone was cheering for Shitou.

In the box, Frederick said to Tony, "I have investigated Shitou's past. He has been working in the arena. Because of his excellent martial arts skills, he has never encountered life-threatening situations. He lacks the courage to take life and death lightly."

Tony said: "Yes, this will become a wall on his road to growth. If he can't climb over it, he will stop here."

Gunnar couldn't help but ask them, "Is it really that serious?"

Frederick simply said: "People's thinking and behavior are related to their own experiences."

The experience of being indifferent to life and death is like how to swim. If you haven't experienced it yourself, no matter how much others say it, it will be useless. Instead, it will make you have the illusion of "So that's how it is, I can do it", but when the time comes, you will find that you actually can't do it.

Frederick suddenly stood up and said, "Let's go back."

Gunnar was stunned: "The game hasn't been decided yet!"

Frederick replied: "It's all the same to me anyway."

Gunnar had nothing to say, no matter who won the championship, he would win money.

Frederick walked straight away and walked from the back door of the arena to the empty training ground, seemingly preparing to take a shortcut back to his residence.

Aleppe wanted to follow Frederick, but Tony stopped him and whispered, "The commander is thinking about something, don't disturb him."

Tony made a gesture, and several guards kept a distance of ten meters from Frederick, and their footsteps were particularly light.

After Frederick walked out of the training ground, he did not return to his residence, but turned a corner, came to the river, and walked aimlessly along the river.

Aleppe was a little puzzled, and found an opportunity to ask Tony: "What's wrong with you, sir? Are you unhappy about the game?"

He was not the only one who wanted to know about this. Gunnar immediately reported Frederick's sudden departure to his great-grandfather. The Grand Duke of Milan immediately sent people to inquire about the situation, but they were also stopped by Tony and were not allowed to approach.

Tony whispered, "The commander's greatest strength is his ability to discover big problems from tiny details that others have overlooked."

"He sees things differently from the rest of us. He was watching the game just now, but it's definitely not limited to the two players themselves."

"It would be a waste of his time, which costs hundreds or thousands of gold coins per minute, just to compete with two people. He must be observing and thinking about many aspects."

"I think this is the case here too. He must have seen something big that we didn't."

Aleppo and the others were stunned by what they heard, but they also felt that it made sense. They believed that Frederick must have had some extraordinary qualities to be able to achieve such a great thing.

Aleppe wondered in his heart, could it be that Grand Duke Wesson had discovered some profitable business?

On the ring, Shitou felt dizzy, his limbs became weak, and his breathing became a little difficult.

He had heard of the symptoms of excessive bleeding more than once before, but this was the first time he had experienced it himself.

"Will you die?"

"Do you want to admit defeat?"

"If you give up, you won't die." Several questions kept echoing in his mind.

Riva was not an enemy he could be distracted against.

The long sword pierced into Stone's chest, breaking a rib and then another rib. Riva stabbed five times in a blink of an eye, breaking bones with every sword.

Riva's attack became more and more fierce. The sword swept across, breaking Shitou's left arm and causing his left hand to droop. The sword turned and a wound was opened on his forehead, leaving a visible skull.

The cheers and cheers from the audience instantly turned into shouts and screams.

Shi Tou’s consciousness blocked out the sounds outside the ring, and the unprecedented pain made him exceptionally clear-headed.

Death, failure and escape are all thrown out of the mind.

In order to achieve victory, not only oneself but also Adele has to sacrifice.

Shi Tou realized that the gap in experience and technology between the two sides was an insurmountable mountain, and only by using unconventional means could they seize a chance of victory.

A few breaths later, the screams of fear from the audience in the arena could even be heard by Frederick, who was almost a kilometer away.

On the ring, Riva's sword pierced through Shitou's right chest, and half of the sword came out from behind.

Shitou's fractured left hand tightly grasped Riva's sword-holding hand, and the half-broken steel pipe in his right hand stopped next to Riva's neck, from which a string of blood beads oozed.

In the audience, Adele screamed and fainted, unable to bear the shocking scene.

Ludovico's face was pale and his hands were shaking.

He had thought of countless endings for this story, but never imagined it would end this way.

Gunnar saw the last scene. When Riva stabbed with the sword just now, Shitou suddenly pounced forward and let the sword pierce his body. His left hand, which was originally hanging down, tightly grasped Riva's right hand, and the steel pipe in his hand stabbed Riva's neck.

He felt his hands and feet were cold at this moment. He had never thought that there were really people who would fight in such a desperate way that he had only seen in books.

This is just a game, is it necessary to be like this? If you lose your life, you will lose everything!
Gunnar really couldn't understand why Stone wanted to die together with him.

At this moment, on the ring, Shi Tou coughed up a mouthful of blood and a bright smile appeared on his face.

He whispered, "Thank you, teacher."

At that moment, he realized what he was missing, and this shortcoming was made up by Riva.

"This is the last lesson I will teach you."

"Now you have passed the test."

Riva said, and drew his sword as quickly as he could, while at the same time pressing his left hand on the fatal wound, with a flash of lightning emanating from his palm.

The strong electric current stimulated cell growth, and the bleeding from the wound stopped quickly. At the same time, it made Shitou tremble all over.

After all, Riva was not a professional and could only perform emergency hemostasis. If he had continued in this way, the treatment would have been successful, but the patient would have died.

When Shitou's injuries no longer worsened, Riva grabbed his hand, which was still tightly holding the steel pipe, and lifted it high.

The arena was immediately filled with cheers. With Riva's move, Stone was undoubtedly the winner.

When Ludovico felt himself crying, the tears were already dripping onto his hands.

At this moment, he suddenly understood a lot of things.

Frederick stood by the river for a long time, quietly watching a swan flying up from the water.

"Aleppo," he ordered without looking back, "go contact Ludovico in Fira and arrange an afternoon. I want to talk to him."

(End of this chapter)