Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 4: Join the Third Prince's Army
"Do you have an eighth level crystal beast?"
Lan Ning was pensive to hear what Zhou Fan wanted, it turned out that it was an eighth level crystal beast. Yet what a pity, he was only a five-star emperor realm fighter, unable to obtain an eighth level crystal beast.
Although there was, it was also not a private property, but rather a tribal one. And of course can not be arbitrarily presented to people.
"Nothing? Forget it." Zhou Fan walked away. He was also not very hopeful, as he himself was currently unsure of being able to obtain even a single eighth level beast crystal.
"I don't have it, but you can't go, you have to teach me." Lan Ning held Zhou Fan back, not letting the young man run away from his place.
"I have a letter of recommendation, so you can join the imperial team. The third prince is my acquaintance, you will be able to enter his army."
Zhou Fan frowned. He did not understand what this woman was talking about. Arrived to discuss the Shao Empire, and concerned the link with the third prince. None of this has anything to do with him.
"You can't judge the depth of the lake from the surface, the Shao Empire is not as calm as it seems, other than making a truce with the Han Empire, a tussle among the princes."
Zhou Fan fluttered in his place. He recalled, that Imperial Emperor Shao had indeed entered the age of twilight, could no longer lead perfectly.
No wonder his son would compete for the seat of power.
"You won't know, the flow of information in that sphere is so swift, you'll find something you're looking for. Besides I heard that if the third prince has some collection of crystal beasts, maybe you can get them."
Zhou Fan thought, if he went in there it wasn't just the profit he got. It might also be able to help him in finding the whereabouts of the teacher.
"Alright, I'll receive his letter of recommendation." Zhou Fan reached out a hand, asking for the recommendation letter that Lan Ning spoke of.
"That's a letter of recommendation, you just need to see the third prince, and he'll accept you in his army."
Zhou Fan nodded, then took out a scroll. "You can or you can't, it depends on luck."
Zhou Fan left the room. Lan Ning smiled in satisfaction, she then opened the scroll in her hand while laughing. "Haha... The third prince is indeed looking for troops, even if without that fake letter, you will be accepted. You stupid fool."
Lan Ning took a peek at the scroll, slowly her forehead shriveled, she rubbed her eyes. But what he saw, that's what it was.
Brakes...
"Damn it!!"
...
While Zhou Fan was about to head to the third prince's place, squeezed the paper and immediately threw it away.
"Wind to cheat with a sheet. Even if it's real, it won't be useful because there's no stamp or real evidence on it."
But before that he had heard that the third prince was gathering people.
Zhou Fan decided to join, utilizing the third prince's vast network to search for his teacher's whereabouts.
Luckily the third prince's place was still in Bei Xian City, if it was in the Imperial Capital it would be very far from where it was now.
In less than an hour, Zhou Fan arrived at the large and spacious residence. This was the residence of the third prince.
The gatekeeper stood guard at the front, a great many people gathered there, perhaps they were also about to enlist themselves as the third prince's army.
Before this he lived in the Imperial palace, and his movements were always supervised, in the end he moved to Bei Xian city under the pretext of taking over as the city lord.
Entering the residence, it can be seen that an arena is prepared. Above was already a twenty-eight year old man.
"Come, who else is advancing? Can withstand one of my attacks, then you will instantly become my troops."
Zhou Fan guessed that the one standing on top of the arena was the third prince-Shao Mingrui. From the clothes alone everyone can guess, that the man is not from the ordinary class.
A middle-aged man advanced, he already carried the sword in both of his hands.
"Please the third prince's guidance." The middle-aged man slightly lowered his head.
Shao Mingrui cleared his throat, he then turned his sword and charged out with little force.
The sword swing made the wind blow fiercely, when it grabbed the middle-aged man's body, the old man stood up unharmed. Seeing this, Shao Mingrui smiled with satisfaction. "You passed."
"It looks like he's only targeting six-star king fighters and above. The power expended was equivalent to the attack of a five-star king fighter." Zhou Fan nodded as he glanced at Shao Mingrui.
Looking at the strength of the third prince, it turned out to have the same level as him. But if it fought, Zhou Fan was confident that he could defeat it.
As no one else advanced, Zhou Fan leaped up onto the arena. "Please the third prince's guidance."
"You how dare you not bow down when dealing with the third prince?!" An old man shouted from below.
Zhou Fan knitted his brows, he had already lowered his head a little, was it still lacking? He is not facing parents or teachers, why should he do it so excessively.
Unrespected by the young man, the old man groaned in annoyance and was about to attack. It was stopped by Shao Mingrui.
"Eunuch Di, no need to be extended. A great person has high self-esteem. If he can withstand my three attacks, I won't take issue."
Shao Mingrui swung back the sword in his hand, but the attack could be broken perfectly by Zhou Fan.
"Very good, I admit you. But my attack isn't over." Shao Mingrui pushed the sword forward, with it a black shadow darted forward pouncing.
Zhou Fan was not only silent, he slapped the night blood sword, splitting the black shadow in two.
Shao Mingrui's facial expression grew even more resounding, he felt that he had gained a formidable army. Without making a third strike, he kept the sword behind his body.
"I will make you the leader of the army, you with three others will be my right hand." Shao Mingrui turned around and descended with a pleased face.
Zhou Fan was completely expressionless, but he was happy because his efforts to attract attention were really going well. He now had a decent position, with it going to be easier to launch his plan.
"All who had officially become the third prince's army immediately gathered." Around hundreds of people gathered to form a line.
Zhou Fan did not join them, he along with the other three people lined up at the very front of the line.
Among the four squad leaders, Zhou Fan was the youngest, even compared to the existing troops, he was still the youngest.
Their average age was thirty years, the youngest was even only twenty-five. Four years from its end.
After distributing the plaque with the name of the third prince, they all dispersed. But not with Zhou Fan and the three army leaders. In particular the third prince would discuss with them.