Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 46: Success
Day after day passed, it did not feel like ten days had passed. During that period Zhou Fan did not stop applying the 'Wind Spear Technique', even he only rested to eat or drink.
"There are two days left, you don't have to push yourself. Better forget about betting and practice slowly." Zen Yoan waved his hand as he sauntered away, out looking for fruit just like he did before.
Zhou Fan who was training suddenly stopped, he then saw his own clothes that were already dirty and wet with sweat.
"I'd better get out of the cave, maybe by soaking in the lake can make my mind clearer." Zhou Fan stored the spear as well as the book into the storage ring.
A while later Zhou Fan was already near the lake which had previously attracted his attention from above the cave.
Without further ado Zhou Fan went into the water, as soon as he entered he could feel a cold sensation seeping into his body.
Refreshing!
Perhaps that was the word Zhou Fan could say to describe how comfortable he was now.
Zhou Fan took out the Book of Wind Spears, while leaning on one of the stones, he opened the book and read it.
Page after page he turned around, he found out, what was lacking in practice, why was it so difficult to master? Zhou Fan turned his head to look at the clear sky above him.
"The creator of this technique did it when he was cornered, it was amazing when he was able to create such a terrifying technique." Zhou Fan sighed, but a moment later his eyeballs suddenly shone.
"Ah... If the technique was created when the situation was in a corner, would I have to experience the situation to master it?" Zhou Fan stroked his chin while reading the history of the Wind Spear Technique.
"While this makes sense, I don't think it's complete. If you have to be in a desperate position to use this technique, this technique will be very rarely used."
Zhou Fan continued to rack his brain, he was trying to solve the mystery stored within the Wind Spear Technique.
Haiyan...
Once again Zhou Fan exhaled, the young man increasingly thought the more dizzy his head became.
Slowly Zhou Fan approached the waterfall, he was right under the water that kept falling by a large amount.
"This water is really out of control, very out of control." Zhou Fan's head grew even more painful as the water hit him more and more, as if it knew there was someone underneath.
Emn...
Uncontrolled, out of control?
Zhou Fan thought seriously, he was as if he had obtained a keyword to solve the mystery within the Wind Spear Technique.
"I'll try!" Zhou Fan jumped up and instantly took out a spear, he started to make movements like he had ever done.
"Successful, it worked!" Zhou Fan could not laugh, his mouth was open but he could not laugh.
"Now let's see how powerful the Wind Spear Technique is." Gritting the spear in hand, the young man again swung his hand.
When at the tip of the spear there is the stimulation of the wind that rotates like a tornado, the young man then moves faster.
A huge tornado revolved around Zhou Fan's body, as if his body was trapped within it.
The wind speed was completely beyond reason, even the waterfall seemed to be sucked into a vortex.
The young man did not know if the technique had destroyed the surrounding environment, whether it was a tree or a lake all affected by the technique.
"Stop!"
From far away came a cry, Zhou Fan was very familiar with that voice.
"Stop!"
Zhou Fan stopped his technique movements, when seeing how chaotic the circumstances were around, the young man frowned. He slowly raised the hand that was still holding the spear.
"Amazing!"
Not feeling guilty, he's a satisfied face.
"Bas based on a careless boy! What are you doing?!" Zen Yoan came over instantly delivering a punch, making Zhou Fan jump dodge.
"Grandfather Zen, why are you? Come come straight hit." Zhou Fan tidied up the messy clothes due to his homemade tornado.
"I didn't do it on purpose either, but I don't have to worry, I'll take care of it." Zhou Fan said excitedly, making Zen Yoan frown.
What is it with this young man, is it because being cooped up in a tornado causing his head to be troubled? Not only did he not refuse, but he looked excited.
Zen Yoan stroked his thin white beard, his eyes continuously observing Zhou Fan who was seen tidying up the mess he had made.
"Grandfather Zen, don't forget what you promised. I'm waiting for you to pay." Zhou Fan smiled meaningfully, then went back to doing his job.
Zen Yoan stared flatly at the young man, it turned out that there was another intent. He should do this with passion.
The old man looked at the ring on his middle finger, even though he had promised, however he was still a human who could feel regret.
"Why would he have mastered this technique so quickly, if I had known like this I shouldn't have asked him to bet." Zen Yoan muttered softly, he was not worried at all because he felt confident that Zhou Fan would not succeed, but now the results were different, and he felt a little regretful.
A while later, Zhou Fan walked over to Zen Yoan who was seen already holding the storage ring in his right hand.
"Grandfather Zen, it's time for you to give me my gift." Without hesitation Zhou Fan pointed his palm, making Zen Yoan cleared his throat.
"Emn... Did you get rid of the tree you fell?" Zen Yoan circulated his gaze, but he did not find any fallen trees around him.
Zhou Fan raised next to an eyebrow, making Zen Yoan again cleared his throat. "Take it, I don't take it either, just a few."
Zhou Fan smiled in satisfaction, he moved the contents of the ring into his ring.
"Grandfather Zen, you keep this ring. I don't need it." Zhou Fan handed the empty storage ring back to Zen Yoan.
Zen Yoan was pensive, he looked at the ring in his hand and smiled.
Hem...
"Maybe the ring is a relic of the person closest to Grandpa Zen." Zhou Fan glanced back, he already sensed that Zen Yoan was very reluctant to release his storage ring.
Before this he had thought that Zen Yoan was thinking about the matter of the herbs as well as the pills that were inside, therefore Zhou Fan moved the contents in the ring into his ring.
It turned out that the guess was wrong, the one to notice was the ring itself. From there he thought, that storage ring is more valuable than everything in it, it must have come from someone who means something to him.
Not everyone was the same, today Zhou Fan witnessed the rare herbal plant was no more valuable in Zen Yoan's eyes than a storage ring.
Zhou Fan looked at the bracelet on his right wrist, the bracelet contained three crystals each engraving his name, and the names of his two wives.
Heh...
"..."
Zhou Fan looked up, I don't know what he was thinking right now, clearly his mind was sailing to the Black Stone City.