Combat Emperor: Zhang Yu's Journey
Chapters... 12: Winning Quickly
After Zhang Ying won the fight, the qualification round continued. One by one of the younger generation belonging to the second level group fought and fought for tickets to the main round.
Of the eighteen younger generations, it was reduced to eight and then only four younger generations survived.
These four younger generations were now on the fighting stage. Two men and two women. One of the two women was none other than Zhang Yin. He escaped after winning two fights.
"The four of you please come back to recover the strength. The main round will be held after the break." Zhang Yan gave direction to the four young generations who escaped. Not to forget also he told the first level group to prepare because after thirty minutes the main round will be held.
It was almost the same as the qualifying round. In the main round each younger generation will face one on one. It was randomized based on the name taking that was specifically done by the Seventh Prince and the Fifth Prince.
"Yu'er, how are you?"
Because entering a break time, anyone can come to the participants who will compete. Zhang Bing, being pushed by the elder brother he came to Zhang Yu who was sitting in the corner.
"Are you nervous?" zhang Bing asked once more.
"I'm not nervous, Auntie," Zhang Yu replied.
Zhang Long took out a sword from his storage ring. "Yu'er, looks like you don't have a gun yet. So just use dad's sword."
A silver-colored sword with an elongated red stripe in the middle. Although it looked strong, but Zhang Yu was unwilling to accept it. "No, Dad. I have my own sword."
Together with that Zhang Yu pulled out his sword. A brown sword no longer than half a meter long.
Zhang Long and Zhang Bing compactly squinted. The expression looked complicated while observing the sword.
"Yu'er, I know your abilities are the highest among the others. But you can't underestimate them. Every opponent must be faced with all their might!" Zhang Long speaking. While Zhang Bing nodded as if supporting his brother's sentence.
Zhang Yu scratched the nape of his non-itchy head. He was a little confused as to how to explain. "Dad, try to hold this sword."
With a puzzled look on his face, Zhang Long received the brown sword. The forehead that was initially crinkled with questions, changed in an instant and showed shock
"It-it ...." Zhang Long was speechless. This fragile-looking short sword turned out to weigh ten times as much as his sword.
He handed the brown sword back to Zhang Yu. But his attention still could not turn away from him.
"Yu'er, your sword ...."
"This sword belongs to the teacher, Dad. Although it looks like bronze, but actually the base material of this sword is star crystal."
Zhang Long had already heard Zhang Yu's story and his meeting with his teacher. But what is a star crystal? He didn't know it at all and had only heard it for the first time.
In his understanding, artifacts were divided into three levels. Lower class, middle class and upper class.
His sword belonged to the category of middle-class artifacts. Although it was not a top-tier artifact, but in Qian Gu City it was already one of the strongest artifacts.
"Father is wrong about your sword. I thought you deliberately used a fragile sword because you were confident in your cultivation."
Zhang Yu only smiled as he looked at the brown sword.
The Sword of the Universe, that was the name he knew from his teacher. From the first time he practiced he always used the sword as a training material.
Of course it's not easy to control it. It took him a year until Zhang Yu actually had enough hand strength to use it.
Ever since leaving the valley of Zhang Yu's skull had not once taken out the universe sword from the storage ring. In the event of maturity he will use it and show his sword skills.
Time passed, the pause that was given had run out. Zhang Yan went up on the fighting stage. Still with a piece of paper in his hand, he called out the name of the younger generation according to the recorded list.
"Zhang Shu!"
"Ha-ha, I really can't wait to fight. I don't know who will make my opponent, as long as it's not big brother Feng, I will definitely defeat him." He smiled confidently as if victory had been confirmed to be his.
The son of the third elder climbed onto the fighting stage and waited for the opponent who was about to face him.
"Zhang Yu!"
For a moment the atmosphere there became silent when Zhang Yu's name was mentioned. A direct look was on the figure of the man sitting at the very back row.
At the same time, Zhang Shu smiled happily knowing who his opponent was. As if he could win easily, he held out a hand at Zhang Yu.
"Hey! Quickly get up here. I want to get down and relax immediately" he said, which was immediately greeted by the laughter of dozens of spectators around.
Zhang Yu only gave a cold snort. He lowered his legs and walked towards the fighting stage.
When he got to the top, he instantly took out the sword of the universe. "Fourth Chief, I'm ready!"
"..."
Silent. Everyone's gazes focused on the brown sword in Zhang Yu's hand.
"You sure you're gonna use that sword?" asked the Fourth Elder doubtfully.
Zhang Yu knew what the fourth elder was thinking, also knew what everyone was thinking. But he was too lazy to explain. Let them see and judge for themselves.
"Related. The Fourth Elder could start this fight."
Zhang Yu only answered the question addressed to him. But somehow Zhang Shu's face continued to grow even more annoyed when he heard it.
"Bad! Do you feel so great that you carry a scrap sword? I'll make you surrender in one strike!" Zhang Shu nodded furiously. He took out a sword from his storage ring and this sword was no ordinary sword.
"Oh, look! Zhang Shu borrowed his father's sword! It was a lower grade sword." Those who saw the sword in Zhang Shu's hand immediately recognized it as the sword of the Third Elder, Zhang Bai.
"It was unexpected that Zhang Shu would use a lower grade sword. Looks like this fight will end quickly."
Zhang Shu grew even more confident after hearing the sentences of the people below. He raised his sword a little higher and glanced at the Fourth Elder.
"I'm also ready, Fourth Elder. This fight can start immediately."
Zhang Yan nodded. He then gave a message with his hand. Noticing the two participants starting to flow Qi, he jumped up while exclaiming loudly.
"Start!"
The echo of the voice is not over. Zhang Shu darted swiftly while swinging his sword.
"Zhang Yu's! This fight is coming to an end!" He concentrated his strength and performed a vertical slash.
Zhang Yu was still unmoved. Most people who watch think this is the end. Thought the scrapped sword would be destroyed when it held down the lower-grade sword.
But they missed one fact. The ones they saw as junkyards, were none other than top grade artifacts. The sword in Zhang Shu's hand was only a lower grade artifact. When the two collided, the sword instantly broke in two.
Zhang Shu was stunned. Everyone's eyes were wide open.
"You want to get down quickly, don't you? Then I'll help you!" Zhang Yu did not give a chance. Seeing that Zhang Shu was still in shock, he darted and landed a single blow.
Not able to resist let alone avoid. Zhang Shu's body crashed down from the fighting stage.
Once again this made the entire audience speechless with eyes wide open. Although they previously thought this fight would end quickly. Never expected that the one who won the fight would be Zhang Yu. It's shocking!