Combat Emperor: Zhang Yu's Journey
Chapters... 17: Rules Don't Make Sense
"For both participants of the final round, please go up to the stage of the fight because the break time is over." Zhang Yan exclaimed in a loud voice while turning his gaze to the waiting area of the participants.
Zhang Feng left his seat and jumped onto the fighting stage. Not long after, from a different angle Zhang Yu caught up with him.
"Alright, because both participants are already here. I want to say about the new rules at the final round."
Almost no one spoke when they heard Zhang Yan's words. One by one trying to guess the new rules that will be applied.
"Because of several considerations, we decided to give the terms of which weapons could be used. Participants in the final round must use weapons at the same level. Anyone who does not comply with this rule will be immediately disqualified."
"Fourth Chief! What kind of rule is that?! Since when are there regulations that limit the use of weapons in maturity events?" Zhang Yan had just closed his mouth, but Zhang Long was already unable to contain himself and got up from his seat trying to question the new rules to be applied.
"Second Chief, do you doubt the rules the Patriarch has set? If you look at it from a different angle, you'll know the purpose of this rule is to create balance and fairness in the competition." It was not Zhang Yan who spoke, it was Zhang Xu.
But instead of becoming calmer after hearing the explanation, Zhang Long felt even worse.
Moreover, looking at the smile on Zhang Xu's face that looked so satisfied. Zhang Long thought all this was his work.
"The Sly Old Bangka Basin! He must have come to the patriarch during the break." Zhang Long was very confident in his instincts.
Instead of for balance, this obviously wanted to prevent his son from using his teacher's sword. Zhang Xu, the old man was only worried that Zhang Feng was losing.
"Dad, can I borrow your sword?" Zhang Yu kept the universe sword while looking at his father.
The sound of Zhang Yu's voice shocked the entire audience.
"Zhang Yu really won't use his sword. Obviously this is a big loss, especially if you lose later."
"Zhang Yu was able to calm down the previous fight for having that mysterious sword. Now without his sword, I don't know what he can do in the final round."
Meanwhile at the jury's place, Xuan Yin watched Zhang Yu as if waiting for what he would do.
Moments earlier the man suddenly invited her to meet and asked himself to prepare. Perhaps the point was to prepare to defend and stand behind him like a moment ago.
However, for some reason Xuan Yin really felt taken advantage of. Like there's something wrong with this.
"What exactly is this man planning?" his inner.
...
Back on the stage. After borrowing his father's middle-class sword, Zhang Yu said he was ready to fight.
"Fourth Chief, this fight can begin."
Zhang Yan nodded faintly, he then spread out his hands. "Before the final begins. I just want to remind you, it's forbidden to kill!"
The two participants, both Zhang Yu and Zhang Feng had flowed Qi into their respective swords. The fire dragon sword belonged to the First Elder and the red cloud sword belonged to the Second Elder. Two artifacts that were both middle-class and were already quite famous for their prowess in Qian Gu City would duel. But not the original owner of the weapon, but their son.
"Three-two ... One, start!"
As soon as the fight started, Zhang Feng swung his sword quickly creating two silhouettes of slashes.
At the same time it turned out that Zhang Yu had also issued an attack. A red-colored sword shadow appeared in front of his body and in one moment instantly shot to where Zhang Feng was.
Two forces collide. A violent explosion occurred to trigger a tremor. Not quite getting there, those two opposing forces also caused the air fluctuations to change and smog gathered on the surface of the fighting stage.
However, between the two participants no one was injured over the attack. Both of them were still fluttering in their respective places and were still in the same position.
"It's unexpected that you're good too." Zhang Feng smiled slantedly as he turned his sword.
Zhang Yu replied lightly. "I also did not expect, the so-called genius turned out to be just like this. Rather disappointing!"
Zhang Feng's face flushed red upon hearing Zhang Yu's words. His hand gripped firmly on the fire dragon sword and mouth was like chanting something.
"Bad! I'm really gonna teach you a lesson." After saying Zhang Feng swung his sword unleashed the same attack.
Hopefully, this time will meet his expectations. However, he did not know that Zhang Yu was still holding back his strength. Once he attacked in the same manner and technique, Zhang Yu unleashed even greater power.
He swung the red cloud sword that was in his hand, creating a silhouette of a slash like a crescent moon.
Woshis!
Once again the two force energies moved towards the same point. Similar explosions have happened again. However this time it was stronger, even the energy vomit power of the two attacks was able to suppress those around.
The previous stage of the fight shook lightly, this time vibrating even more strongly like being struck by a giant object. The white smoke grew thicker, forcing the clan people guarding near the battle stage to get rid of it.
Although slightly disturbed by the smoke and the overflow of power energy that made it claustrophobic, but the spectators really enjoyed the tense battle flow.
They couldn't help but cheer as they continued to call out the names of each other's heroes. Despite his initial hesitation, it turned out that without his mysterious sword Zhang Yu was still no weaker compared to Zhang Feng.
This made the atmosphere that had dimmed the last few times, in an instant back excited.
However this was felt differently by Zhang Xu who looked dissatisfied in his seat. His old face continued to get worse as he saw the difference in strength between his son and the son of the Second Elder. "How is it possible?! Not only could he withstand Feng'er's attacks, but he also forced Feng'er to retreat one step. This can't be allowed!"
As if knowing the anxiety on Zhang Xu's face, Zhang Long who sat not too far away said in a sneering tone. "First Chief, you may not know, but my son's abilities don't depend on his sword."
Zhang Xu frowned hearing the sentence coming from the side. He looked at Zhang Long fiercely, then snorted. "Second Chief, you must not conclude too quickly. This fight is not over!"
Zhang Long pulled his gaze back forward. "He-he, you're right. This fight is not over ...."