Combat Emperor: Zhang Yu's Journey
Chapters... 13: Round of 8
"Xiao Shu!" Zhang Bai who saw his son crash down from the fighting stage quickly darted towards him.
"Xiao Shu, are you okay?" ask the man worriedly.
"I-I'm fine, Dad." Zhang Shu tried to get up. But his body immediately fell down and spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Seeing this Zhang Bai's eyes became dark. He twisted his body then pointed at Zhang Yu who was still standing on the fighting stage. "How dare you injure Xiao Shu, I will teach you a lesson!"
Accompanying his sentence, Zhang Bai gave off an aura of his strength that was at the level of a five-star grandmaster. Of course, with such great strength many people had trouble breathing.
Only a few people were unaffected, one of them was Xuan Yin. He continued to pay attention to Zhang Yu, when he saw the mark from him, he immediately remembered the deal yesterday night.
"Had he wanted me to defend him. It turns out there are some people who are narrow-minded." Xuan Yin glanced at Zhang Bai at a glance, then turned his gaze back to Zhang Yu.
"It should be time, right?" Xuan Yin felt himself to act immediately.
"Patriarch Zhang, isn't this wrong? An elder took out his power letter because his son lost the fight. In the competition, there are, of course, losing and winning. As long as it doesn't use cheating, and there's no killing, it shouldn't matter, right?" Xuan Yin deliberately said it a little loudly so that everyone could hear.
Zhang Bai's face became tangled, while Zhang Lei slowly frowned.
"The Seventh Prince is right. Since it was forbidden to kill each other, what Zhang Yu did was still in the context of the fight." Zhang Lei knew how to position himself. He stood up from his seat and said to Zhang Bai. "Third Chief, bring it back and quickly treat your son."
Zhang Bai still harbored a gerrymandering towards Zhang Yu. But in this situation, he was unlikely to insist.
"Okay, Patriarch." The rules in the maturation event from the beginning were only pressed not to kill each other. He won't win if he argues. Moreover, the seventh prince had already spoken up. He had absolutely no choice but to take Zhang Shu away from there.
"The winner of this fight is Zhang Yu!" The Fourth Elder immediately certified Zhang Yu as the victor upon seeing the mark from Zhang Lei.
Zhang Yu returned to his seat with hundreds of pairs of eyes fixed on him. Who initially stared trivial and despicable, now very, very different.
Of all that, there were eyes that were watching sharply and full of annoyance. Being at the front seat, his eyes followed Zhang Yu who moved to the back seat.
"Bad! I should have been the center of attention. But why him?!"
"Sister Feng, Zhang Shu lost for underestimating him too much. Besides Zhang Shu is no stronger than you, so you can definitely defeat him."
Hearing this Zhang Feng smiled faintly. "Yes, I will definitely beat him!"
"Zhang Feng!"
Zhang Feng's face became flat when his name was mentioned. But it only lasted a few seconds, because a moment later the smile between his lips expanded.
"It's my turn now! I wonder who will be my opponent." Zhang Feng immediately jumped onto the fighting stage. His hand carried a red-colored sword that emitted hot energy. One look, people immediately recognized it was the fire dragon sword belonging to the First Elder which was a middle-class artifact.
Zhang Yan looked at the paper in his hand again, then called out the one name that Zhang Feng was about to face.
"Zhang Hen?!"
A man dressed in blue stood up from his seat. His face was pale and sweaty. He seemed to not want to go up on stage after seeing that his opponent was Zhang Feng.
The Fourth Elder spoke up looking at his attitude. "Road up! Will it just stay there?!"
Zhang Hen was still silent for a moment. He gulped with difficulty then slowly stepped foot onto the fighting stage.
Hmh!
Zhang Feng snorted. "Fourth Chief, can it begin?" tanyakanya.
Zhang Yan first asked Zhang Hen if he was ready to fight or not. When he saw the nod from her, he gave a cue and started.
"Start!"
Zhang Feng instantly moved swiftly while carrying the fire dragon sword. As he swung it, a silhouette of fire struck out like a wave.
The man could not even dodge. An attack that is too fast forces itself to survive, but it is unfortunate that the level of strength that is still at the beginner level is not able to withstand the attack.
His body fell off the fighting stage. Clothes were scorched and there were a lot of tearing.
The atmosphere had become silent due to the fight that ended quickly.
"No doubt Zhang Feng is indeed the most powerful candidate to win the event of maturity." The sound of the crowd breaking the silence.
"That's right! Zhang Feng would definitely be the winner in the event of maturity."
"But don't forget Zhang Yu. He defeated Zhang Shu easily. Looks like he also has a great chance to win the maturity event."
Among the many people who were glorifying Zhang Feng, suddenly from the crowd of spectators there were those guarding Zhang Yu. Originally only one two people spoke like that, not long after growing up and in an instant had already reached thirty percent of the people present.
Zhang Feng saw this and became furious. After his victory had been passed, he returned to the seat with an increasingly sharp gaze.
"I won't let you! Just wait, when you meet on the fighting stage I will make you battered and beg for mercy." Zhang Feng silently gave a smile as he thought of his plan. He glanced at Zhang Yu and snorted softly.
Meanwhile, the round of sixteen continued after Zhang Yu and Zhang Feng made sure to advance to the next round.
Zhang Ying and the five people of the younger generation, alternately escaped after defeating their respective opponents.
Truly lucky, Zhang Ying faced an opponent who had the same cultivation level as him. That made him the only one from the second-tier group still to survive in the last eight.
"Ying'er, congratulations to you for qualifying for the last eight."
Zhang Ying laughed crisply with Zhang Feng's words. "But it seems like I won't be able to move on to the next round."
"It's been very good that you were able to reach the last eight with your current cultivation level. But it would be nice if you just gave up instead of getting hurt." Zhang Feng reminded.
"If my opponent is Big Brother Feng, of course I will give up immediately. But if it's anything else, I'll fight. Who knows I am and qualify for the last four" said the girl with laughter.
At the same time, the Fourth Elder had gotten the names that would face off. He looked at it a few times to be sure and mentioned two names directly.
"Zhang Yu's! Zhang Ying!"'s!"
When these two names were mentioned, Zhang Ying who was engrossed in talking to Zhang Feng instantly fell silent. He raised his face while glancing back looking for Zhang Yu's whereabouts.
Zhang Feng was also surprised upon hearing the first two names. But he immediately controlled his facial expression. "Ying'er?"
Zhang Ying stood up from his seat. "Sister Feng just calm down. I'll beat him!"