Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 123: Great Clan Tournament (9)
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As soon as the word came out of the jury's mouth, Zhou Fan took the opportunity to strike first. He took out a first-rate sword god technique move.
Xuan Yu had guessed this. It was very easy for him to face Zhou Fan's attack. But slowly his forehead shriveled because Zhou Fan's strength was enormous.
Xuan Yu retreated three four steps, he glanced at his hand which had felt a tremor as it directly blocked Zhou Fan's attack.
"At what level he is now, it is clearly above my level." Xuan Yu sat in his mind as he re-strategized. He knew it would not be easy to face Zhou Fan if he faced him head-on, he had to think one step ahead of the opponent.
Zhou Fan himself had unleashed all of his strength, it was the power of a one-star saint warrior, it could even be equated with a two-star saint warrior.
Trank!
The slash of the night blood sword was held with two hands, Xuan Yu was unable if to hold back with just one hand propping up his sword. He did not think that the distance between them was very wide. Though he was also one of the proud geniuses of Hong City, but he did not dwell in the presence of Zhou Fan at all.
The spectators watching narrowed their eyes, they were astonished by Xuan Yu who seemed to be extremely passive.
"Hurry up, why just shut up!"
"This is the last four, it should be able to give an amazing performance."
They had no idea what Xuan Yu was really going through, what Xuan Yu was feeling. Every attack of Zhou Fan, felt like a stream of electricity stinging his fingers. If it continues it is not impossible that his hand will be numb and he will not have the opportunity to continue the fight.
"Do I have to bring out a star sword technique?" inner Xuan Yu hesitantly. The battle had just begun, did he have to bring out his ultimate technique right now, not too fast?
But if it continues to delay he fears there will be no opportunity to issue the technique. He did not even know to what extent Zhou Fan's true strength was.
After wrestling in thought, Xuan Yu decided to bring out a star sword technique. A technique that catapulted his name as the Star Gem Sword.
Xuan Yu started to put up the horses, the sword he turned slowly. His feet took a few small steps.
Zhou Fan did not know what his opponent would do, but he guessed this was a dangerous technique.
"Xuan Yu, I didn't think you were so attractive." Zhou Fan pulled the corner of his lips, preparing with the sword god technique. Not a first, second or even third level sword god technique, was a perfect combination of sword god techniques.
Xuan Yu saw Zhou Fan make a more complex move, it was very different from the previous technique. This was the first time he had been amazed so many times by a single person, even his admiration for the father was unlike that of this young man.
Despite noticing Zhou Fan's increasing attack power he did not undo his intentions. Let him try it, the matter of winning a loss was also common to him.
With resolute footsteps Xuan Yu darted, Zhou Fan greeted him with open arms.
Xuan Yu launched a star sword technique, the sword as if it was shining when it struck.
Trank!
Trank!
The two swords continued to clash, the twang accompanying the footsteps that were moving faster and faster. Both of them did not allow the opponent to have a chance, pressing each other with their respective fighting techniques.
"It's not wrong anymore, maybe he's currently at the level of a saint fighter." While enduring Xuan Yu sat quietly. The exchange of attacks that had just occurred he was increasingly convinced that Zhou Fan was not at the senior fighter level.
If it was still at the senior fighter level even though it was a nine-star. He can definitely counter his attacks. But the difference between him and Zhou Fan was still very far away. Like horses and donkeys.
Trank!
"Don't think much, your mind can kill you." Zhou Fan confirmed the sword diagonally and Xuan Yu held back by putting his sword face down.
Xuan Yu furrowed his brows, it was probably true what Zhou Fan had said. He thinks too much. Thinking in a fight is necessary, but thinking to the point of thinking about how strong the opponent is, comparing yourself to the opponent, is tantamount to lowering confidence.
Zhou Fan retreated, now that the distance of the two was a dozen steps left.
Xuan Yu pulled the side of his foot back, the sword in his hand turned to the right. Then in one moment he firmly affirmed the sword. "The Sword of the Void!"
Zhou Fan focused his senses, especially his sense of hearing. He knew Xuan Yu's style was invisible, but he had heard the buzz of the wind blowing even though it was very slow.
Zhou Fan's eyes widened, he could feel it, about ten steps away from his spot, moving swiftly.
With that Zhou Fan unhesitatingly placed oefang in front of his face. Spruce up a few moves, "Cloud slash!"
The silhouette of a slash like a crescent moon lunged forward.
Blars!!
Instantly the explosion sounded loud, white smoke spread shutting down the fighting arena.
Some time when the arena was left in such a state, the spectators who could not see the existence of the two representatives grew even more anxious, as if they wanted to jump and fight on their own.
Wosh's...
With a flick, the smoke dodged. But the two representatives were still standing in their respective places, none of them had left their original place.
But if he noticed, sweat soaked Xuan Yu's forehead, his hands trembled as if holding a huge baban.
Zhou Fan remained in his position, not the slightest gap in him, not even on his clothes.
"What's further?" zhou Fan asked Xuan Yu.
A moment when Xuan Yu did not reply, he still shook his head in place trying to align his hands as if reluctant to move.
"I haven't lost, yet" Xuan Yu said as he turned his right hand.
"If it's like that the fight isn't over." Zhou Fan stuck a sword on one of his shoulders.
Xuan Yu clenched his feet a few times. Zhou Fan was astonished by what the young master of the Xuan family was doing. Yet he saw from Xuan Yu's footwear slip off the usual cushioning to dampen the sound of the footprints.
No no no...
When Xuan Yu stepped up the sound of the footsteps rang out loud. He took a standby position, re-emitting his flagship style - the Sword of Exposure.
Zhou Fan prepared, but his eyes looked straight at Xuan Yu.
"Sword of Exposure!" After performing the slash, Xuan Yu stomped his feet in turn.
No no no no no no no...
Zhou Fan who tried to hear the sound of the attack, could not hear anything but Xuan Yu's footprints. Now that he knew why Xuan Yu took off his footwear pad, it was to disturb his auditory senses working.
Xuan Yu's movements were invisible, nor could they be heard. Sekrang no other choice but to block by thickening the original. But Zhou Fan had one way, he turned his hand. Pushing it slowly made the air spread out like the lake water was hit by a rock.
Utilizing the resistance from the attack, Zhou Fan found out where Xuan Yu's attack came from. He glanced to the side, and instantly slashed out the sword. "Cloud slash!"
Blars!
The audience who had been shocked because Zhou Fan suddenly issued a sideways attack also got a satisfactory answer.
Xuan Yu unleashed his sword, not knowing anymore how he should be able to defeat this opponent. So he decided to admit defeat. "I'm giving up!"