Chapter 712

Chapter 712: Stand Up

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Seeing Han Sen still managing to stand up, the chests of many people felt heavy with sunken emotions .

When the Light Son of God looked at Han Sen again, there was no longer disdain in his expression . Instead, he looked at Han Sen with respect . He considered the Dollar he was up against to be a genuine opponent .

"Now, I will treat you like a real foe . You can quit now, if you'd like . If you choose not to, understand I will not allow you to live," the Light Son of God offered, continuing to look at Han Sen .

Han Sen did not answer, he just raised his fist to try to punch him again .

The Light Son of God's body finally moved . His entire body became light, and he teleported in front of Han Sen . Several beams of light were cast, which stitched together to strike Han Sen .

"Aargh!" Han Sen's body was smacked into the air as more and more blood began to pour from inside the dark-purple armor like a red peony .

Pang!

Han Sen's body crashed down onto the ground with a heavy thud . Not a single sound came from the audience that looked on, as the Light Son of God's power shocked them all .

But in their hearts the faint flame of hope was yet to be fully extinguished .

"Stand up . " People chanted this line in their hearts but did not dare shout it out loud . They felt their hopes were pitiable, and nothing more than false hopes .

They thought it was like trying to light a match in a typhoon . They hoped the match could continue to burn, but they feared if they said something, its fire would go out .

Even though they did not speak, however, they still understood its futility . The wind itself was what would extinguish a match that was lit inside a typhoon .

But Han Sen was not a little flame . He stood up . A few cracks delicately traced and adorned his armor, blood seeping through them . Despite his wounds, he stood up straight in defiance .

He waved his fist towards the Light Son of God again .

The Light Son of God snorted and moved . The beams of light were cast again and they all struck Han Sen's body, which summoned even more spilt blood .

Han Sen did try to dodge it, but again, his foe was too fast . He could not see the attacks, and as a result, could not evade . He was repeatedly knocked down, but he never stayed there . Every time he was knocked down, he got up again . His armor was coated with a vast number of marks .

His dark-purple armor was now dyed red in his blood .

"Stop fighting; give up!" a woman cried out with a soft voice . She tried to hold it in, but no longer could . With a voice that was as soft as a prayer, she pleaded . She did not want to see Dollar suffer a slow, brutal death .

Han Sen could not hear her voice and even if he had, he would not care . He looked far worse than he actually felt .

If it was ordinary armor he was using, he would have been killed far sooner . Under the constant attacks, the armor would have broken a long time ago .

The devil ant king armor had very strong recovery abilities, however . Han Sen simulated the ant king's energy flow, which allowed it to absorb the damage that was being dealt and not wholly break .

The damage he had taken earlier was healed before he suffered the latest hit . This was what allowed Han Sen to pick himself up again and again . Without the protection of the ant king armor, he would have been shredded into nothing but bits .

Han Sen, who had been beaten down again, stood up once more . He raised his fist but could never get close enough to the Light Son of God to even touch the cloth of his garment .

Han Sen wasn't being reckless, but the Light Son of God was too fast and he simply could not follow . If he hadn't been able to sustain the attacks, then his inability to defeat the spirit would have been assured .

Han Sen needed to get a grip on the Light Son of God's attack pattern . If he could just touch him, he might have what it took to beat him .

Heavenly Go's formation allowed for the prediction of an enemy's attack pattern . He could react before they started attacking, and this even allowed him to dodge bullets . When the opponent started firing, it would be too late, of course; you would have to dodge just as the gun was raised .

Dongxuan Sutra could do this, too, but perhaps even more effectively .

The Light Son of God was too fast, though, and Han Sen could not even see when he chose to raise his finger-guns . Therefore, Han Sen had to analyze the Light Son of God's attack pattern .

If this was anybody else, doing so would have been impossible . But Han Sen had the dongxuan aura . He had been using it this entire time to observe his enemy's energy flow .

The energy moved before the body did, and the energy inside the Light Son of God could not lie . Han Sen had to better learn his energy flow so he could predict the spirit's movements and evade before he unleashed an attack .

"I'm almost there; I just need a little more time . " Now, the Light Son of God's energy flow was starting to appear more clearly to Han Sen . Soon, he would be able to predict his every movement .

But the humans who were watching could only see him getting beaten down repeatedly, with seemingly no advancement . People felt their hearts slowly break, as they watched the blood paint his armor .

Pang!

Han Sen was hit by the white beams once more . He crashed onto the ground head first, his helmet carving into the arena floor as he slid another few meters . His head had formed a trench in the ground, which shocked the people watching .

This hit to Han Sen was the same as before . It wasn't deadly, but his neck was already injured and he struggled to stand up immediately . He rolled his neck a few times first to ease the pain .

But this movement, to the people who were watching, strained their suspended hopes .

All they could see was Han Sen being beaten down another time, now unable to lift himself up . They thought his neck had been broken, despite his urge to continue the fight . They thought he was dying . It was as if it was only his will that kept him coming back for more .

Even those who did not like Dollar were tense .

"Dollar, stand up!" No one knew who started it, but every human present began chanting those words .

It did not matter whether it was in pity, or whether or not Dollar could even hear it, but they wanted to shout this out in his honor . They didn't want to believe he was dead; they wanted to see him stand up . And for as long as he stood up, they knew there was a chance of victory .

Han Sen could not hear what they were saying, and he only bent his neck to make himself feel a bit better . But after that, he chose to stand up . Of course, the others thought they had given him the encouragement needed to defy a looming death and get back into the fray . With grand excitement, they now started to feel emotional . The bodies of a few vibrated in the release of tension .

Even Queen, who hated Dollar to her core, now felt enthusiastic . She clenched her fists and although she did not say it out with the rest, chanted in her heart, and hoped for a happy ending .

"Doooooooooollar!" Fang Mingquan was watching the match, as well . Usually, he could talk a lot when commentating a fight, but he could not do that on this day . All he could think to say right now was to call Dollar's name .

The Light Son of God was powerful like an ancient deity, but his eyes suddenly revealed a glint of paniche noticed Han Sen's body was recovering once more .

Even scarier was the fact that he couldn't strike the same wound twice .

Chapter 712 Stand UpTranslator Nyoi Bo Studio Editor Nyoi Bo StudioSeeing Han Sen still managing to stand up, the chests of many people felt heavy with sunken emotions . When the Light Son of God looked at Han Sen again, there was no longer disdain in his expression . Instead, he looked at Han Sen with respect . He considered the Dollar he was up against to be a genuine opponent . Now, I will treat you like a real foe . You can quit now, if you d like . If you choose not to, understand I will not allow you to live, the Light Son of God offered, continuing to look at Han Sen . Han Sen did not answer, he just raised his fist to try to punch him again . The Light Son of God s body finally moved . His entire body became light, and he teleported in front of Han Sen . Several beams of light were cast, which stitched together to strike Han Sen . Aargh Han Sen s body was smacked into the air as more and more blood began to pour from inside the dark purple armor like a red peony . Pang Han Sen s body crashed down onto the ground with a heavy thud . Not a single sound came from the audience that looked on, as the Light Son of God s power shocked them all . But in their hearts the faint flame of hope was yet to be fully extinguished . Stand up . People chanted this line in their hearts but did not dare shout it out loud . They felt their hopes were pitiable, and nothing more than false hopes . They thought it was like trying to light a match in a typhoon . They hoped the match could continue to burn, but they feared if they said something, its fire would go out . Even though they did not speak, however, they still understood its futility . The wind itself was what would extinguish a match that was lit inside a typhoon . But Han Sen was not a little flame . He stood up . A few cracks delicately traced and adorned his armor, blood seeping through them . Despite his wounds, he stood up straight in defiance . He waved his fist towards the Light Son of God again . The Light Son of God snorted and moved . The beams of light were cast again and they all struck Han Sen s body, which summoned even more spilt blood . Han Sen did try to dodge it, but again, his foe was too fast . He could not see the attacks, and as a result, could not evade . He was repeatedly knocked down, but he never stayed there . Every time he was knocked down, he got up again . His armor was coated with a vast number of marks . His dark purple armor was now dyed red in his blood . Stop fighting give up a woman cried out with a soft voice . She tried to hold it in, but no longer could . With a voice that was as soft as a prayer, she pleaded . She did not want to see Dollar suffer a slow, brutal death . Han Sen could not hear her voice and even if he had, he would not care . He looked far worse than he actually felt . If it was ordinary armor he was using, he would have been killed far sooner . Under the constant attacks, the armor would have broken a long time ago . The devil ant king armor had very strong recovery abilities, however . Han Sen simulated the ant king s energy flow, which allowed it to absorb the damage that was being dealt and not wholly break . The damage he had taken earlier was healed before he suffered the latest hit . This was what allowed Han Sen to pick himself up again and again . Without the protection of the ant king armor, he would have been shredded into nothing but bits . Han Sen, who had been beaten down again, stood up once more . He raised his fist but could never get close enough to the Light Son of God to even touch the cloth of his garment . Han Sen wasn t being reckless, but the Light Son of God was too fast and he simply could not follow . If he hadn t been able to sustain the attacks, then his inability to defeat the spirit would have been assured . Han Sen needed to get a grip on the Light Son of God s attack pattern . If he could just touch him, he might have what it took to beat him . Heavenly Go s formation allowed for the prediction of an enemy s attack pattern . He could react before they started attacking, and this even allowed him to dodge bullets . When the opponent started firing, it would be too late, of course you would have to dodge just as the gun was raised . Dongxuan Sutra could do this, too, but perhaps even more effectively . The Light Son of God was too fast, though, and Han Sen could not even see when he chose to raise his finger guns . Therefore, Han Sen had to analyze the Light Son of God s attack pattern . If this was anybody else, doing so would have been impossible . But Han Sen had the dongxuan aura . He had been using it this entire time to observe his enemy s energy flow . The energy moved before the body did, and the energy inside the Light Son of God could not lie . Han Sen had to better learn his energy flow so he could predict the spirit s movements and evade before he unleashed an attack . I m almost there I just need a little more time . Now, the Light Son of God s energy flow was starting to appear more clearly to Han Sen . Soon, he would be able to predict his every movement . But the humans who were watching could only see him getting beaten down repeatedly, with seemingly no advancement . People felt their hearts slowly break, as they watched the blood paint his armor . Pang Han Sen was hit by the white beams once more . He crashed onto the ground head first, his helmet carving into the arena floor as he slid another few meters . His head had formed a trench in the ground, which shocked the people watching . This hit to Han Sen was the same as before . It wasn t deadly, but his neck was already injured and he struggled to stand up immediately . He rolled his neck a few times first to ease the pain . But this movement, to the people who were watching, strained their suspended hopes . All they could see was Han Sen being beaten down another time, now unable to lift himself up . They thought his neck had been broken, despite his urge to continue the fight . They thought he was dying . It was as if it was only his will that kept him coming back for more . Even those who did not like Dollar were tense . Dollar, stand up No one knew who started it, but every human present began chanting those words . It did not matter whether it was in pity, or whether or not Dollar could even hear it, but they wanted to shout this out in his honor . They didn t want to believe he was dead they wanted to see him stand up . And for as long as he stood up, they knew there was a chance of victory . Han Sen could not hear what they were saying, and he only bent his neck to make himself feel a bit better . But after that, he chose to stand up . Of course, the others thought they had given him the encouragement needed to defy a looming death and get back into the fray . With grand excitement, they now started to feel emotional . The bodies of a few vibrated in the release of tension . Even Queen, who hated Dollar to her core, now felt enthusiastic . She clenched her fists and although she did not say it out with the rest, chanted in her heart, and hoped for a happy ending . Doooooooooollar Fang Mingquan was watching the match, as well . Usually, he could talk a lot when commentating a fight, but he could not do that on this day . All he could think to say right now was to call Dollar s name . The Light Son of God was powerful like an ancient deity, but his eyes suddenly revealed a glint of panic he noticed Han Sen s body was recovering once more . Even scarier was the fact that he couldn t strike the same wound twice .