Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune: Starting with death row inmates

Chapter 83 Unexpected Changes

On the arena, the sounds of swords clashing grew increasingly rapid.

Sweat beaded on Qin Pi's forehead, and his breathing became heavy.

Mo Yuancai, however, became more and more relaxed as the fight progressed. The Fish Intestine Sword moved as nimbly as a live fish in his hands, each strike precisely hitting Qin Pi's weaknesses.

"Master Qin, you don't look too well today," Mo Yuancai said with a smile, as the tip of his sword drew another bloody gash on Qin Pi's shoulder.

Qin Pi gritted his teeth and swept his broadsword horizontally.

Mo Yuancai dodged the attack with a swift movement and thrust his sword at Qin Pi's chest with a backhand strike.

Qin Pi dodged to the side, then turned his blade and slashed straight at Mo Yuancai's face.

This strike was so powerful and heavy that Mo Yuancai dared not take it head-on and retreated three steps.

"I still have some strength left," Mo Yuancai sneered, "but how long can I hold out?"

Below the stage, Shen Chen clenched his fists.

He could tell that Qin Pi was putting on a brave face.

The force of each strike was decreasing, and each parry was half a beat slower than before.

"Brother Qin's internal energy has been depleted too much," Zhang Xiaohu said in a low voice.

"No," Shen Chen shook his head, "It's not just a matter of energy consumption."

He noticed Qin Pi's left arm, where the sleeve was soaked with sweat, and black sores could be vaguely seen.

On the arena, Qin Pi unleashed another slash.

This time, Mo Yuan didn't dodge, but instead raised his sword to parry.

clang!

As the swords clashed, Qin Pi's blade was jolted and tilted to one side.

Mo Yuancai seized the opportunity to lunge forward and thrust his sword toward Qin Pi's throat.

Qin Pi barely managed to turn to the side, the tip of the sword grazing his neck and leaving a bloody mark.

"Too slow," came Mo Yuancai's voice.

Qin Pi took two steps back, and his left arm suddenly trembled.

That familiar stinging pain came from my shoulder, like countless needles pricking me.

not good!

Qin Pi's expression changed, and his internal energy circulation suddenly stopped.

Mo Yuancai's eyes lit up; this was the opportunity he had been waiting for.

"Swift Rain Sword - A sudden storm!"

Sword light rained down, covering everything as it pierced Qin Pi.

Qin Pi raised his knife to block, but the excruciating pain in his left arm distorted his movements.

Dangdang Dangdang!

After more than a dozen consecutive sword strikes, Qin Pi's blade was forced to retreat repeatedly.

Mo Yuan used all his strength in his final sword strike.

clang!

Qin Pi's broadsword was knocked away, twirled several times in the air, and stuck into the edge of the arena.

The audience erupted in uproar.

"Master Qin's knife has been removed!"

"This is it!"

Mo Yuancai did not stop, and thrust the Fish Intestine Sword straight at Qin Pi's chest.

This sword strike was swift and ruthless, with a dense concentration of true energy at its tip.

Qin Pi tried to dodge, but the sharp pain in his left arm slowed his movements by half a beat.

Just as the sword tip was about to pierce him, Qin Pi could only barely turn to the side.

puff!

The sword tip pierced Qin Pi's shoulder, and blood splattered.

Mo Yuancai drew his sword and sneered, "Qin Pi, you're a joke now."

He raised his sword, ready to stab again.

This time, the target is Qin Pi's dantian.

Once his dantian is destroyed, Qin Pi will be ruined for life.

Just as Mo Yuan was about to make a move, a figure jumped onto the arena and blocked Qin Pi's way.

It's Zhao Ying.

He reached out and grabbed Mo Yuancai's sword, blood flowing down his palm.

"Master Zhao, what do you mean by this?" Mo Yuancai frowned and stared at Zhao Ying.

"Stop when you've made your point." Zhao Ying looked at Mo Yuancai, a hint of coldness in his voice. "The chieftain said we're all brothers, so don't kill us."

He released his grip, and blood dripped onto the ring. "Master Mo, you've gone too far."

Mo Yuancai stared at Zhao Ying, puzzled.

Why would Zhao Ying help Qin Pi? Based on his behavior a month ago, he should clearly be on my side.

He suddenly realized something, glancing at Shen Chen below the stage out of the corner of his eye, and gritted his teeth inwardly: "It was this kid who asked Zhao Ying to make a move."

Zhao Ying's attitude was clear, leaving Mo Yuancai with no choice but to sheathe his sword: "Chief Zhao is right, I was rude."

He turned to Qin Pi and smiled, "Master Qin, you flatter me."

After saying that, he jumped off the ring.

Zhao Ying helped Qin Pi up and asked in a low voice, "Are you badly injured?"

"I won't die." Qin Pi gritted his teeth, the wound on his left arm had already split open, and black pus and blood were seeping out.

When Zhao Ying saw the sore, her pupils contracted: "This is..."

"Don't say it," Qin Pi interrupted him.

Zhao Ying was silent for a moment, then nodded.

He helped Qin Pi off the stage, and Shen Chen immediately came to greet him.

"Brother Qin!"

"I'm fine," Qin Pi waved his hand. "Just a few scrapes."

Shen Chen looked at the wound on his shoulder and the open sores, and her heart sank.

The poison has taken effect.

Although Qin Pi used breathing techniques to stop the spread of the toxins, it was only a temporary solution. As time went on, the toxins would only increase, and the fact that Mo Yuan had just hit Qin Pi's shoulder caused the toxins to erupt directly.

"Let's go back first," Zhao Ying said. "I'll find a doctor to take a look at you."

Qin Pi nodded and left the training ground with Shen Chen's help.

Behind him, Mo Yuancai stood in the crowd, watching Qin Pi's back, a smile playing on his lips.

"Qin Pi, your time is running out."

He turned and left, his steps light and quick.

On the training ground, the crowd was buzzing with discussion.

"Master Qin lost."

"Master Mo is too strong."

"Wait, didn't you guys see? It seems like there's something wrong with Boss Qin's left arm."

"What's the problem?"

"I don't know, but it's definitely not a minor injury."

Hu Muzhi stood on the high platform, looking in the direction Qin Pi had left, his brows furrowed.

Second-in-command Huang Ahu walked up to him and whispered, "Chief, I'm afraid Qin Pi won't last much longer."

"I know," Hu Muzhi said calmly, "but as long as he hasn't fallen, he's still the seventh leader of my Dog Fang Mountain."

Huang Ahu nodded and said no more.

On the other side, Zhuang Fu watched Mo Yuancai's departing figure, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"Interesting," he muttered to himself. "Qin Pi is probably really finished this time."

He turned to Zhuang Man and said, "Let's go back and make some preparations."

"What are you preparing?" Zhuang Man asked.

"We're preparing to take over Qinpi's territory," Zhuang Fu said. "Once he falls, the Xiezhi Iron Law Banner will have a new owner. Hmph, I can also take back those salt wells."

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Qin Pi's residence.

After examining the wound, the doctor's expression turned grave.

"Master Qin, this poison of yours..."

"I know," Qin Pi interrupted him, "How much longer can we hold out?"

The doctor was silent for a moment: "Half a month, at most half a month."

"What about in half a month?" Shen Chen asked.

"In half a month, the toxins will invade the internal organs," the doctor sighed. "At that time, even a god couldn't save them."

Qin Pi smiled and said, "Half a month is enough."

"What's enough?" Zhao Ying frowned.

"That's enough for me to get things done." Qin Pi looked at Shen Chen, "Brother Shen, come here."

Shen Chen walked to the bedside.