Lord of Industrialization

On the ring, Shitou was panting, and a feeling he had never had before filled his heart.

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

Now there was a mudslide on the mountain, rushing towards him unstoppably.

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

Especially the wound on his neck, which kept bleeding.

"I will die!"

This thought came to Shitou's mind for the first time.

He gritted his teeth, and the counterattack in his hands never stopped for a moment, but he also held on.

The audience only saw that although Shitou was covered in wounds, he still fought 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 good martial arts, he has never encountered life-threatening situations. He lacks the courage to take life and death lightly."

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

Gunnar couldn't help asking them: "Is it really that serious?"

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

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

Frederick suddenly stood up and said: "Go back."

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

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

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

Frederick left directly 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 very 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 the lord? 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, and the Grand Duke of Milan immediately sent someone to understand the situation, but was also stopped by Tony and not allowed to approach.

Tony whispered, "The commander's greatest strength is that he can find big problems that others have overlooked from tiny details."

"He sees things differently from ordinary people like us. He was watching the game just now, but it is definitely not limited to the two players themselves."

"It would be a waste if he spent hundreds or thousands of gold coins a minute just on the competition between two people. He must be observing and thinking about many aspects."

"I think it's the same this time. He must have seen some big problems that we didn't find."

Aleppe and the others were stunned, but they felt it made sense. Frederick must have something extraordinary to achieve such a big thing.

Aleppe guessed in his heart, could it be that Grand Duke Wessen discovered a profitable business?

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

He had heard others talk about the symptoms of excessive bleeding more than once before, but this was the first time he felt it.

"Will he die?"

"Should I admit defeat?"

"If I admit defeat, I won't die."

Several questions kept echoing in his mind.

Riva was not an enemy he could distract himself from.

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

Riva's attack became more and more fierce. The sword swept across, breaking Shitou's left arm and drooping his left hand. The sword turned and a wound on his forehead was visible.

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

Shitou's consciousness blocked the sounds outside the ring, and the unprecedented pain made him particularly sober.

Death, failure and escape were all thrown out of his mind.

In order to win, not only himself but also Adelie paid.

Shitou realized that the gap between the experience and technology of the two sides was an insurmountable mountain, and only unconventional means could seize a chance of victory.

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

On the ring, Riva's long sword pierced Shitou's right chest, and half of the sword body 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 beside Riva's neck, from which a string of blood beads oozed.

In the audience, Adele screamed and fainted because of the shocking scene.

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

He had thought of countless endings for this story, but he had never thought that the story would end in this way.

Gunnar saw the last scene. When Riva stabbed with a sword just now, Shitou suddenly pounced on him and let the long sword pierce his body. His left hand, which had been 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 someone would really fight in such a desperate way that he had only seen in books.

This is just a game, is it necessary to do this? If you lose your life, then you lose everything!

Gunnar really couldn't understand Shitou's way of dying together.

At this moment, on the ring, Shitou coughed up blood and showed a bright smile on his face.

He whispered: "Thank you, teacher."

Just at that moment, he realized what he lacked, and this shortcoming was made up by Riva.

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

"Now you have passed the exam."

After Riva finished speaking, he drew out the sword as quickly as possible, and at the same time, his left hand pressed on the fatal wound, and a flash of lightning appeared on his palm.

The strong current stimulated cell growth, the wound stopped bleeding quickly, and Shitou trembled all over.

After all, Riva was not a professional, so he could only perform emergency hemostasis. If he continued in this way, the treatment would be successful, but the patient would die.

When Shitou's injury no longer worsened, Riva grabbed his hand that was still holding the steel pipe and raised it high.

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

When Ludovico felt that he was crying, tears had already dripped 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, "you go contact Ludovico in Fira and arrange an afternoon. I want to talk to him."