Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 117: Great Clan Tournament (3)
"Hard-headed," Jing Tian sneered with a disdainful expression.
But Heng Gui just turned a deaf ear, he had decided to keep fighting even though defeat was the end for him.
Hm!
"I hope you're not sorry!" Jing Tian waited for the jury to begin the second round of fighting.
"Start!" When the middle-aged man exclaimed, without wasting any more time the two darted.
Heng Gui knew he had a low chance to indeed, but he thought, despite having to lose, he also had to lose the fight. Not losing before it starts.
Trank!
Trank!
The clinking of the two weapons that collide with each other makes the blood of the audience rippled. Tagang but called, that's how they watched the fight.
"He won't survive" Zhou Fan said as he shook his head.
That slow mutter made Heng Biyu look away. "Is there such a great distance between them?"
"Heem, the distance between a holy warrior and a senior is not something that can be balanced with determination and hard work. Without having clear advantages, it is impossible to defeat opponents of different levels. Especially when Heng Gui was still at the level of a five-star senior fighter, it was too far away."
Hearing Zhou Fan's words, Heng Biyu was pensive.
"Why, are you sorry for refusing the engagement to Jing Tian?" Zhou Fan laughed softly.
But Heng Biyu's answer was not exactly as he had imagined. "No, how strong he is, it remains a thirty-eight-year-old man. My choice is still you" he said with a smile.
Zhou Fan turned his face back over the arena. As if he had no interest in continuing the conversation.
"You take it easy, the first position will belong to the Heng Clan. Because that is my promise-Zhou Fan." Zhou Fan said without taking his eyes off the ongoing fight.
Heng Biyu snorted, not that kind of answer that he expected. But he understood because Zhou Fan was so.
Blam it!
That loud bang made everyone look at the shallow hole created above the arena. In the middle of the crater there is Heng Gui which is stretched with a bruised face.
In the end Jing Tian was declared victorious and was entitled to qualify for the next round.
Right after, Xuan Yu-young master of the Xuan noble family who represented the Shang Clan climbed to the top of the arena. He took the same name as Jing Tian did, the thirty-five year old man who was famous for his sword prowess was very calm, as if there were no problems he could not solve.
"Zhou Fan, Heng Clan."
Everyone's eyes opened wide. No one expected that after losing one representative would have to go back to fighting with one of the winning candidates.
Really shit. Think of all those who watched.
Xuan Yu's name was already poor across the circle of Hong City, he was known as the best sword cultivator. Even with just using the sword he was able to defeat an opponent who was one star above him.
Currently he was at the level of an eight-star senior fighter, with his sword skills, he was able to face a nine-star senior fighter.
Zhou Fan ascended the arena, curious about the figure of Xuan Yu, the one who was given the title of 'best' sword cultivator'. He was also a sword cultivator, curiosity spontaneously arose so many people glorified the sword skills of Great Lord Xuan's son.
"Xuan Yu" Unexpectedly Xuan Yu gave a respectful manner to someone who was about to practice a match, his attitude was quite friendly compared to other representatives even himself.
Slings...
When Zhou Fan took out the sword, all the watching eyes were dumbfounded.
Wasn't he an empty-handed fighter, why was he now using a sword? They could not understand, could it be that this young man mastered two fighting techniques?
That's so awesome!
Everyone looked with amazed looks. Zhou Fan had managed to attract everyone's attention, whereas his intention was simply to exchange attacks with Xuan Yu.
"I didn't expect that you were a sword wielder, if so would you like to fight a battle technique?" Xuan Yu also felt the same way, his intentions were so pure that whenever there was a person he thought he deserved, he happily fought against him.
"Alright, I also really want to feel the sword technique that has been famous in this Hong City." Zhou Fan nodded, this was the sentence he had been waiting for.
The real understanding of sword techniques can only be measured if a cultivator unleashes his sword technique without the slightest bit of profound energy.
"Are you ready?" When the jury asked, both of them nodded. Their faces seemed to be shining as if there was no desire to defeat each other.
"Mu - - "
Woshis!
The jury had just said 'you', his words were still hanging on the tip of his tongue but these two representatives had darted out quickly. It cannot be compared to speed if using deep power, but the speed of both is beyond reason.
Trank!
When the night blood sword held onto Xuan Yu's black sword, the spark of the fire was clearly blinding to the eyes. The two metals were indeed formidable, not ordinary weapons.
Zhou Fan was initially unexpected, but considering this was the Han Empire. Of course it was very natural to have a mitick rank weapon, moreover Xuan Yu was the young master of a prominent family.
Slings...
After enduring Xuan Yu's attack for quite some time, Zhou Fan pulled the sword back and lightning-fast gave it a slash. His movements were so fast, that it forced Xuan Yu to attach importance to his body in order to dodge the night blood sword attack.
The sword duel without any inner strength continued, presenting an extraordinary performance. Both are seen dancing with swords in their hands, along with the clanking of metal that seems to be the strains of music.
Many held their breaths as they slashed each other with swords, not a few also opened their eyes wide so as not to miss every movement that was issued.
Really great!
Great Master Xuan got to his feet with a frozen face, subconsciously his hands began to move and clap.
"Amazing!" said the old man who then fished out the patriarch of the existing clan. Especially the Patriarch of the Heng Clan as well as the Patriarch of the Hei Clan, both of them stood up and gave applause as a sign of their appreciation.
"He is a formidable opponent, his comprehension of sword techniques is not inferior to mine." Xuan Yu sat in with a feeling of admiration. All this time he was looking for someone who could be made a rival and now that person has come. This makes him excited.
Zhou Fan himself acknowledged Xuan Yu's prowess, in his mind he said. "His sword technique is so deep, there's no way I can defeat it if I don't bring out the sword god technique."
After which Zhou Fan took a few steps back, he put up a horse and prepared to bring out the sword god technique. "You are a formidable sword cultivator, therefore I want to exert all of my abilities in the field of sword arts."
Xuan Yu smiled faintly, he turned his sword slowly. "If so I will also bring out all my abilities."
Zhou Fan replied smiling, "I won't be hesitating."