Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 81: Let's Party
"So that's your decision? Siding with the first prince when there was one of your families who was also a prince?" Song Dayi laughed sneeringly, she was right in misjudging one's nature.
"You guys who forced me, you don't remember who provided the pill when you were downstairs, me! I'm the one, but in your eyes I'm inferior to him, a young man of even unclear origin." Song Akoi exclaimed crazily, revealing all the words involved in the head.
Hem...
"Now I understand, the mouth is the last step when it is in an unfavorable position." Zhou Fan said quietly, but who would have thought that back then no one spoke, making his voice so clear and audible to Song Akoi.
"You--this is all because of you, you have no right to judge me!" Song Akoi pointed out with a piercing index finger, her eyes shining so sharply as if they could emit an exterminating beam directed at Zhou Fan.
"Song Akoi, not only sided with the first prince, but you even planned to coup the position of clan patriarch, you don't deserve to be forgiven!" Song Dayi no longer called out to him with the elder, because in her eyes Song Akoi did not deserve the position.
"But given your goodwill, you'll only spend fifteen years in a prison of purgatory." Song Dayi gave the verdict, she was the second person to be heard the most after the patriarch.
However, the Patriarch of the Song Clan was in closed training, so during that time Song Dayi was a temporary patriarch.
"Receive the great elder's generosity, if you still intend to fight, then there is no place for someone like you." Song Ouyang had already let go of his aura, he was so enraged when someone betrayed him.
Although it was not him personally, betraying the clan was the same as including.
"You guys only? Uh ...." Song Akoi issued a token.
Song Ouyang who saw the movement immediately shot up trying to snatch the token. But, unfortunately, he was late. Song Akoi's eyes disappeared from there, even the aura left behind seemed to vanish.
"Damn, he turned out to have a precious heirloom. At least to obtain one teleportation token requiring fifteen thousand, he must have gotten it from the first prince." Song Ouyang snorted and tidied up his messy clothes as a result of trying to catch Song Akoi.
Zhou Fan squinted, he had only this time witnessed such a thing. Unexpectedly it turns out there are items that can be used to escape, even a holy fighter like himself and Dong Dayi did not react.
"Token teleportation? There's still so much I don't know about this land." Zhou Fan nodded in a complaining tone.
All the elders returned, as did Song Dayi and Shao Mingrui. There was only Zhou Fan and also the Two Twin Axes. When he was about to catch up, his eyes unintentionally looked at something.
Uh...
At the place where Song Akoi was standing last time, a fragment of teleportation token was seen, but it was already smashed into pieces. Slowly Zhou Fan approached, he was quite curious about the teleportation token, therefore he picked up and observed more closely.
"Young master, that would already be useless. The teleportation token can only be used once, and its range is no more than a thousand miles." Zhi Long explained briefly.
Zhou Fan still picked up the shards, he saw that there was an extremely complicated ancient script on its surface.
"Let's go back." With those three words they darted back to the Song Clan's residence, but before long he was back to leave with two additional lives beside him.
They were none other than Shin and Zhou Jim who moved no less quickly than the others. Zhou Fan's current goal was Guaye City, of course the plan he had conveyed earlier was not just nonsense, he was actually going to infiltrate the camp of the first prince's army.
"Young master Zhou, it has been confirmed that there were no less than a hundred of them, ten were senior fighters, one was a holy warrior while the other was an emperor fighter." A man dressed as a murderer came along and gave him news.
"It was the presence of holy warriors in the army that made Guaye City not dare to act." Zhou Fan nodded, it seemed that if there was a chance he would have to kill the saint fighter, but he should not be too rash, as it would end badly for him.
Ciu San pulled out his axe. "Young master, let's slay them. With the presence of the young master, and the meager efforts of our Twin Fathers, it is not impossible to defeat them."
Zhou Fan glanced at Ciu San, when looking at the cultivation of that stocky man, his eyes narrowed. "You've gone up the level?" Zhou Fan then turned his gaze to Zhi Long, it turned out that he was just like his brother.
Huh uh?
"They're so similar, even when leveling up at the same time." Zhou Fan nodded in a complaining tone, he then glanced at Shin.
"Young master, this man is too old, it's hard to break through." Shin let out a long sigh, he himself did not want to continue to be stuck in his tiers, but what power, age spoke.
The day was getting night, Zhou Fan who was waiting at an inn was preparing to attack. "Uncle Shin, you don't show yourself too much, while you should be the most radiant."
"Okay young master," said the three of them simultaneously.
Zhou Fan divided the duties on everyone who would move with him, not least Zhou Jim who had the role.
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"They were completely confident, even negligent in guarding." Shin could see most people standing guard at the camp of the first prince's army just playing or drinking wine with his friend.
Of those who stand guard maybe only one or two people, it was not so serious considering the atmosphere around that made them join the others.
"It's gonna get easier." Ciu San muttered as he moved the axe on his shoulder.
"Don't be too confident, even though they look negligent, they are still strong fighters of the emperor or senior level. And don't forget that there's a first-rate holy warrior." Zhou Fan reminded, he was unwilling because being overconfident made him suffer a loss.
He had to immediately obtain the crystal beast from the palace treasure room, and continue his odyssey to the other country. He thought the Shao Empire was not so rich in high-level beasts, but it was different from the Han Empire that even every year was always a regular encounter with high-level beasts.
"Jim, go!" Zhou Fan patted Zhou Jim on the back, the wolf instantly knew what his duty was.
Shortly after Zhou Jim shot, from the direction of the camp there was an explosion. Smoke rises high, although the sky is very dark, does not make the smoke invisible.
Zhou Fan smiled, he was satisfied over his wolf performance.
"Let's party!"