Dragon Slaying Sword Qi

Harrot breathed a sigh of relief after his explosive victory over the Hyena, but then felt wretched. While he was holding his breath and attacking with all his might, he hadn't noticed.

Now that he was back to normal, his vision blurred, and waves of intense pain coursed through his body. He couldn't even stand, collapsing to the ground.

His health on the System panel was down to single digits. Although he hadn't taken much damage from the Magical Beasts during their fight, the strenuous exertion had caused his wounds to reopen and bleed profusely, significantly lowering his health.

His stamina and energy were also severely depleted. His vision was blurry, and his head felt heavy, all he wanted was to sleep.

Harrot understood that this was the side effect of significant blood loss combined with an intense burst of physical exertion.

He had just single-handedly, with bare fists, beaten a 300-pound Magical Beast into a pulp. Not even someone on stimulants could have been that fierce.

As soon as the match ended, The Bald Man immediately rushed in with several doctors to stop Harrot's bleeding and bandage him. The Bald Man anxiously shouted:

"Hang in there, brother, you'll be fine! The trolls couldn't kill you, and you'll definitely pull through this time too!"

The Bald Man then turned to the doctors and warned them:

"Go easy on him. Don't you dare think you can just be careless because he's a slave. If you mess this up, I'll kill you!"

Looking at Harrot's severe injuries, guilt and sorrow welled up in The Bald Man's heart. If it weren't for him, Harrot wouldn't have so severely offended Scarface and been set up for such a nearly fatal gladiatorial match.

Although Harrot was in terrible shape, his mind was still clear. Looking at the anxious and flustered Bald Man, he replied, "I'm fine, I'm not dying. I just need some rest."

Hearing Harrot's reply somewhat relieved The Bald Man. He personally carried Harrot to the area where gladiators were treated and urged the doctors to quickly tend to him.

Harrot wasn't concerned about the treatment. With the System, his injuries would mostly heal within two or three days of sleep.

Lying on the sickbed, Harrot suddenly realized this was the first time he had slept in a bed since he transmigrated. It felt incredibly comfortable, and Harrot simply drifted off to sleep.

When he woke up, it was already the next day. Harrot was still lying in the sickbed, covered in bandages, looking like a mummy.

Harrot first opened his attribute panel to check. His level had risen to 6, his health was 2550, and his maximum health had decreased by two points.

[Severe bleeding, critical injury -2]

This was the explanation given by the System, which was quite reasonable. He only had a semi-datafied body and still possessed human physiological structures.

At the time, his entire body, muscles and skin, had been cut and torn open. He had lost nearly half of his blood, and simply surviving was a miracle.

Any normal person would have been cremated long ago. A drop of 2 max health was very normal.

Harrot began to congratulate himself on his luck. It was fortunate that the Magical Beast's Magic was restrained by him, and it was a clueless idiot, which allowed him to turn the tide and narrowly survive.

Who knew what kind of perverse Magical Beast Scarface would arrange for him to fight next time? What if the next Magical Beast just used a Fire Blast and blew him to smithereens?

Although the System was miraculous, it wasn't invincible. Harrot didn't believe he could "revive from near death" if he were blown to smithereens.

I must find a way! Harrot lay in bed, lost in thought.

Actually, Harrot was overthinking it. How could Scarface casually acquire a Magical Beast capable of casting intermediate Magic, like the Hyena?

This Hyena was captured by chance and sold to the Gladiatorial Arena. Normally, the arena wouldn't be able to acquire such Magical Beasts, nor would it have enough money to frequently purchase them.

Only weaker Magical Beasts capable of casting low-level Magic were captured and sold in large quantities. However, no one dared to provoke terrifying Magical Beasts like the Hyena, which could use intermediate Magic.

Even Nobles who had awakened their Heroic Bloodline would only go to subdue such a Magical Beast if it threatened the safety of their territory.

The Magic of every Magical Beast was unknown. Who knew if they would be unlucky enough to encounter a perverted one and be instantly killed?

For example, the Leopard Magical Beast that destroyed Harrot's village would have been a futile effort even if a whole elite Knight regiment had been sent to subdue it.

Capturing one alive was infinitely more difficult than killing one. More importantly, the offspring of Magical Beasts didn't inherit their mutations, and they were inherently wild and difficult to tame.

The primary value of Magical Beasts lay in their flesh and blood. When combined with herbs and prepared as a meal, it could significantly help Nobles awaken and strengthen their Heroic Bloodline. A live Magical Beast wasn't worth much more than a dead one.

Unaware of these facts, Harrot racked his brain and came up with a plan: feign injury!

Given the severity of his current injuries, resting for a month or two would certainly not arouse suspicion.

Scarface could only arrange Man-Beast Combat within reasonable limits. Forcing an injured person to fight a Magical Beast would definitely violate the Gladiatorial Arena's rules.

As for a month or two later? Harrot figured Scarface wouldn't live that long.

Thinking this, Harrot quickly stopped unwrapping his bandages and continued to lie in bed, pretending his injuries were severe.

The Bald Man knew Harrot had woken up and came to visit, happily shouting, "I knew you wouldn't die! You're incredibly lucky!"

Harrot and The Bald Man chatted. When The Bald Man asked about Harrot's injuries, Harrot gestured for them to speak privately.

The Bald Man didn't waste any time, waving his hand to dismiss everyone else from the room. Harrot's room was a private one specially arranged by The Bald Man.

As long as it didn't involve Man-Beast Combat, The Bald Man was practically the uncrowned king of the Gladiatorial Arena, wielding considerable power.

"My injuries are mostly healed, but I want to pretend to be injured to avoid fighting Magical Beasts again. Boss, you have to help me!"

Harrot didn't hide anything and was direct with The Bald Man. Firstly, he trusted The Bald Man, and secondly, it would be impossible to hide, as the doctors would know everything after an examination.

This wasn't the first time The Bald Man had witnessed Harrot's abnormal recovery abilities. After a moment of surprise, he accepted it.

The Bald Man nodded and agreed, "Alright, that's a good idea. That scumbag Scarface is deliberately targeting you, there's no need to resist head-on."

"Count will be visiting the arena next week, I will definitely convince him!"

The Bald Man agreed to Harrot faking his injuries, but he told Harrot it was fine to remove the bandages. The gladiators were under his authority, and he decided whether they were healed or not, so there was no need for deception.

Harrot's days after that consisted of reading during the day and training at night. Training outside during the day would expose his injuries.

Even though The Bald Man said it didn't matter, Harrot still thought it best to keep a low profile.

Harrot also learned more about the Nobles' Heroic Bloodline.

Legend had it that the Heroic Bloodline was a reward bestowed upon the Nobles' ancestors by the great Sun after they accomplished magnificent feats.

Nobles could not only possess immense power themselves but also share it with others, typically with their Knights.

Those who received shared power, while not as strong as the Nobles who awakened the bloodline themselves, still experienced significant improvements.

People called this the "Glory of the Knight," and together, Nobles and Knights formed humanity's group of extraordinary powers.

As for Harrot's own strength growth, after his battle with the Hyena, he had already accumulated a good amount of experience and leveled up to 6. He allocated his attribute points to agility, increasing it to 12, and his Weapon Mastery leveled up to lv4.

Harrot got stuck again when the Sword Fighting Manual was 99% read. After several practical training sessions with The Bald Man, he finally fully comprehended it and finished reading the Sword Fighting Manual.

Weapon Mastery leveled up to lv5, and he also gained a new skill: Dragon Slaying Sword Qi.