Legendary Fighter
Chapters... 104: Opponent? Are You Worthy!
"It seems timely," Zhou fan muttered as he saw that many people started to riot around the arena.
"He can still be very relaxed when everyone is tired of waiting for him, this boy is right." Patriarch Qing shook his head to hear Zhou Fan mutter.
"Begging understanding, the other party may not be ready to admit defeat. So give him a little more time." Patriarch Yu said as if defending Zhou Fan but it was obvious that he was looking down on Zhou Fan.
The atmosphere that had been rumbling gradually improved, but they still seemed to put on a disappointed face, until the silhouette of the young man shot up onto the arena.
"Lose won who knows?! do you represent the voice of your son to surrender, Patriarch Yu..." Zhou Fan flipped the ridicule from Patriarch Yu.
Patriarch Yu was furious, really angry. His face was flushed red hearing Zhou fan's ridicule. Moreover, the young man mocked him in front of hundreds of people.
But the city lord first gave a sign not to prolong the trivial problem.
Trivial? He thinks this is no small matter. Regarding his arrival as Patriarch of the Yu clan was said to be trivial, he really did not accept.
Intend to argue? but he doesn't have the ability to do it.
Patriarch Yu was forced to follow the will of the city lord.
"This is a written duel, between Yu San and Zhou Fan." The city lord began to read the duel agreement that both sides had already agreed to.
"There is no special prohibition, but it is strictly forbidden to kill."
"For the deal, I think both sides have known from the beginning. So, I can only say 'please start'." The White Chalk City Lord gave a sign for the two parties concerned to prepare to start a duel.
Unstable, the two began to put up a horse and prepare to crashing.
Hyatt....
Yu San no longer hesitated, he with his two short swords shot towards Zhou Fan quickly.
Yu San slashed his sword straight down, as if he was about to punch a drum.
Zhou Fan placed his sword head-high to repel Yu San's attack.
Trangs...
The two friendly colliding weapons left a loud voice in everyone's ears.
Zhou Fan raised his sword-carrying hand, thus making both Yu San's short swords bounce at once with his person.
Yu San was pushed a few steps away, he was still in a careless position.
Zhou Fan did not waste a chance, he jumped up while tightly grasping his sword.
Trangs....
Zhou Fan's attempt to give Yu San a scratch was anticipated by crossing his double sword.
Yu San retreated, taking a few steps away to condition his paws.
But it was not that easy, Zhou Fan continued to aim for him, where he moved Zhou Fan did not let him take a breath.
Duars...
Zhou Fan's blasts were avoided by Yu San.
"Damn! He was staunchly strong," Inner Yu San, he had no idea that Zhou Fan was still storing up his strength, even that young man still had not expended half of his original strength.
Meanwhile, Zhou Fan put on a serious face, even though he was only pretending to do so.
He thought, Yu San will run away if he knows the power he has, he put on a serious face so that the opponent thinks he has expended all his abilities.
If Yu San knew what Zhou Fan was thinking maybe he would quickly lose, because he would probably be instantly unconscious knowing Zhou Fan looked down on him so lowly.
"Hey can't you guys just shut up, we don't want to see a statue standing, we want to see an action." The spectators complained that the fight had suddenly stopped.
Yu San refocused on his opponent, then he moved forward quickly.
Yu San released a cross slash with both of his swords, the left to the right and the right to the left.
Zhou Fan leaped avoiding the sword cutouts of Yu San, then with the help of Yu San's sword, Zhou Fan leaped over Yu San and landed tightly behind Yu San.
Yu San turned his body while performing a brutal slash.
Zhou Fan no longer dodged, he fended off Yu San's double sword with a blade of his.
Tranks...
Zhou Fan's feet did not remain silent, his darting feet kicked Yu San's stomach and fiercely hit the young man.
Bruck..
Yu San fell down, then groaned withstanding the pain in his abdomen.
Some of the audience cheered, but some complained disappointed.
How could it be, this did not match what he had expected.
The faces of the other members of the Yu Clan also seemed unsightly.
Contrary to the dejected look of the Yu Clan, in the place of the Qing Clan, all cheered cheerfully at Zhou Fan's lashing.
Yu San stood back up, the atmosphere that had been boisterous was again silent, tense with the continuation of the match.
Clenched tightly his hand, then grabbed the sword not far from him.
"Suck!!" Yu San attacked with anger accompanying him.
Trangs.... Trings....
Zhou Fan was still holding back his strength, he tried to continue in a defensive position.
But everyone mistook what Zhou Fan was doing, they thought Yu San had managed to push Zhou Fan into a defensive position.
Supporters of Yu San who had been nesu began to gather, including Patriarch Yu who was now laughing with satisfaction.
"That's my son, hahaha." he exclaimed.
While the members of the Qing Clan did not look worried, as they all knew the ability of their second elder's son-in-law.
Trangs...
The two swords clashed, their faces looking very close.
"Why do you keep retreating?" Yu San said softly, but the grin on his face was clearly insulting to Zhou Fan.
"God.." Zhou Fan snorted.
"Where's your strong-ass face, ha?!" Yu San returned to heat up Zhou Fan.
Slings...
Zhou Fan fended off the top of Yu San's double sword.
But quickly Yu San came back closer while sheathed a few consecutive slashes.
But nothing could hit Zhou Fan's body, even if it was just his clothes.
"It's time to end it," muttered softly Zhou Fan, but it could still be heard by Yu san.
"Want to end it? You look up to yourself very highly." Yu San said cynically.
"Unbelieving, you can look forward to it" Zhou Fan said unconcernedly.
Shutt....
Zhou Fan was moving fast, exceeding his previous speed, whereas he was still using around 60 percent of his strength.
Trangs.... Trings...
Zhou fan was getting more aggressive, making Yu San fall awake to face him.
Once again everyone was surprised to see things turn around.
Did Zhou Fan just give Yu San a chance? Everyone starts thinking the same.
While Patriarch Yu started to put on his unfriendly face. Seeing his son being thrown into a panting scene during Zhou Fan's attack made him unconsciously crush the handle of the chair he was sitting on.
Trangs.... Sretta!
Akh...
A sword was embedded in Yu San's stomach.
Yu San could only shout as he continued to survive Zhou Fan's onslaught.
He did not believe that he would be defeated by his youth, even younger than him.
Trangs... Trings....
Even though his body was covered in incision wounds, Yu San was unwilling to give up, it made Zhou Fan even more happy to slash a sword at him.
Yu San could no longer bear it, the young man was about to fall but Zhou Fan gave him a farewell.
Jrep..
A very fatal stab landed above Yu San's waist.
Zhou Fan immediately drew his sword and made Yu San fall down instantly.
"You don't deserve to be my opponent!"