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Han Sen thought it best to take refuge in Hidden Valley, but another thirty miles of travel was no small distance with his life in perpetual danger .
He stumbled again, and acknowledging he was going to fail the latest dodge, he summoned his Bulwark Umbrella for a defense . The umbrella clashed against the spear and repelled it, but it was not without cost . The sound it made was terrible, and the umbrella sounded as if it was on the precipice of shattering .
With the force of that strike, Han Sen and the umbrella were blasted away . But it was the perfect opportunity for Han Sen to gain even more distance on his pursuer, once again .
Although Han Sen was bleeding quite a bit, he was in a good mood right now . He had regretfully made use of the umbrella, half-expecting it to break, but it had survived . He thought maybe his Dongxuan Sutra or Black Crystal had reinforced it and made it stronger than it should have been .
With the umbrella's support, Han Sen felt a lot more confident in the prospect of remaining airborne for the rest of his flight to Hidden Valley .
Nan Litian wasn't so willing to let Han Sen go, though . He shot up into the sky, swiping, slashing, and reaching with his spear . He was completely out of control, and his thirst for Han Sen's blood was monstrous .
Han Sen used his umbrella to block an attack he wouldn't be able to evade . It was a success, but the force sent him downwards, spiraling into the rocky ground below . Cast across the coarse stones, his body was thrust between two large rocks and became wedged . A neighboring boulder was disturbed and began to roll, crushing Han Sen's hand into a bloody mess as it went .
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Before Han Sen could drag himself out of the stony landslide, the man and his spear were on him again .
Han Sen was in the direst of situations, and the worst thing about it was that he had no idea who this nemesis was . He couldn't fathom a reason why Nan Litian would come after him . He had done nothing to warrant this attack .
If he was from Angel Gene's Zhao family, it might make sense, but it was unlikely . They had a thirst for fame and renown, and nobody knew who Nan Litian was . Furthermore, people of the Zhao family seemed to revel in pumping gallons of genetics-mutating serums into their veins before getting into a fight . This man had done no such thing .
It couldn't have been the man from Iron-Fist Martial Hall, either . Han Sen had just fought against Jia Shidao, and he was nowhere near as powerful as this man who hounded him .
"Stop! Are you from Blood Legion? I am a good friend of God's Retribution!" Han Sen settled on the thought he was someone from Blood Legion . With his hazy ties to them, he thought it best if he played on that association .
Hearing this name, Nan Litian suddenly stopped still, as if a switch had been flicked and he was paused .
As a torrent of relief washed over Han Sen, Nan Litian suddenly said, "Of course . Of course you traitors are good friends!"
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That wave of relief suddenly rolled back . Then the man exerted even more strength and speed into the spears set to skewer Han Sen .
Getting himself free, Han Sen rolled and evaded the attack . Han Sen regretted mentioning God's Retribution, and he knew now he had made things worse . But it had at least cleared one thing up for Han Sen; it proved to him that Nan Litian probably was a member of Blood Legion .
Pang!
The umbrella blocked the next attack again, but it sent Han Sen careening into a wall . Collapsing back down to the ground, he did so with a mouthful of blood .
Han Sen was in agony, but he held it back and dodged the next strike . Then he said, "I am a friend of your vice-president, Baby Ghost! You've got the wrong guy . "
Nan Litian then shouted, "Nonsense! How can you be a friend of the vice-president?"
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Han Sen was incredibly angry over his mistreatment, and now, he'd had enough . He responded, "F*ck you! You keep saying I'm a motherf*cking traitor, but do you know who's heir I am?"
"You are holding the relic; you are Han Jinzhi's heir, so who else?" Nan Litian continued to attack as he spoke .
Han Sen had been firing on all cylinders, exhausting all the power his ten thousand fitness could provide . His opponent must have had a fitness level of twenty thousand .
Fortunately, he had Jadeskin . If others had suffered what Han Sen was going through, they'd have been killed many times over .
"You mean this necklace-thingy? I found it on the ground . I picked it up and thought it looked cool!" Han Sen said, as he revealed the nine-life cat pendant .
Han Sen wanted to buy himself some time, so he could successfully escape into Hidden Valley .
"You really are the traitor's heir! Just like him, you're full of sh*t," Nan Litian saw right through the con, and then he exerted even greater strength in his attacks .
"F*ck!" Han Sen was cut right across the shoulder . The blade cleaved through his armor and his flesh, leaving his arm dangling .
Hidden Valley was still some distance away, and if things continued like this, there was every chance he could die . Han Sen decided to stop dodging . In one hand, he held an umbrella, in the other, a crystal egg .
Pang!
The spear hit the umbrella, sending Han Sen flying back . Unable to maintain his grip, his fingers slipped and the umbrella was cast across a rock, out of reach .
As this happened, Han Sen threw his egg at Nan Litian . The man dodged it .
But when the egg missed his head, it ricocheted off a stone in the direction of his ear . He lifted his spear and knocked the egg away, fearing what power it may have harbored .
But the egg was still able to work its magic on the weapon that had caused Han Sen so much pain . It turned the spear to rubber, but not the man wielding it .
The egg returned to Han Sen, just as Nan Litian sought to strike him down with one final blow .
Reaching for the umbrella, Han Sen managed to grab it by the handle, bring it forward, and open it .