Legendary Fighter
Chapters... 119: Ridiculous Thoughts
"Truly sakte number one," Zhou Fan murmured when he saw how vast the sect he had just entered, when it was only his front region.
Zhou Fan followed a few people who like him had the same goal as him.
In a coliseum now Zhou Fan was. In front of him now was a real arena of battle.
Zhou Fan tried to pay attention to his surroundings, and he found some people wearing very fancy clothes and were sitting in a special place.
Zhou Fan felt that the person who possessed that trait was who else if not the Emperor.
Zhou Fan refocused on the arena, as an old woman was walking up the arena.
The greetings from the spectators began to sound terrifying, cheers and shouts accompanied the applause they gave.
The old woman above the arena who claimed to be the vice patriarch of the holy sword sect started giving her speech.
The undisturbed audience began to rumble, and troublemaking, but it immediately stopped when the old woman declared that the inter-sect tournament had begun.
Match after match was boring for Zhou Fan, as he only had one goal, looking at Wei Guanlin.
"Did he not enter the tournament? Looking at the cultivation of the participant who had competed he should be the most outstanding."
Zhou Fan stroked his chin with an astonished look.
When the name of the princess was mentioned, everyone was unable to distract her from the arena, all looking forward to the emperor's daughter who was said to be extremely beautiful.
Although Zhou Fan was not very interested in the name 'master', but curiosity would never escape him.
Before long a young girl in pink clothes and veils climbed up the arena gracefully.
Zhou Fan did not realize the princess and the woman he expected to appear was the same woman.
As for the audience, even though they could not clearly see the face of the princess he was talking about, they still cheered like music that accompanied a dancer.
Before long a woman who was also an opponent of Wei guanlin, rode the arena.
Her face which also included a beauty made some men yell seductively.
"Is it ready?" ask someone who is also on the arena.
A man who had been above the arena started to raise his hand.
Both participants pulled out their weapons.
The young lady who claimed to be named Zhi Yue moved darting towards Wei Guanlin with a sword in her hand.
Wei Guanlin shifted her body, making the Zhi Yue sword only split the wind.
Wush...
The wind blew fiercely, making Wei Guanlin's clothes flutter beautifully.
But the attack from the girl did not reach there, she swung her sword and hunted down Wei Guanlin's head.
Wei Guanlin pulled her head down, feeling her opponent's sword had passed through her head, quickly Wei Guanlin stood up and sheathed a slash aiming at Zhi Yue's stomach.
Sensing the danger pointing to the side of his body, Zhi Yue pulled out her sword and spread it across the side abdomen.
Trangs...
The swords of the two clashed together, giving off a loud voice that resounded.
Wei Guanlin pushed his sword out, making Zhi Yue stagger sideways.
Not wasting any chance Wei Guanlin advanced on hunting down Zhi Yue who was still trying to stand up straight.
Trangs.... Trinh....
Despite being in an unfavorable position, the lady on the fringe continued to fend off with all the effort she put in.
Bruk!
Zhi Yue who continued to step back while fending off Wei Guanlin's attack, suddenly lost her balance, and finally fell down.
Before Zhi Yue got back up, a sword passed towards her neck.
Glegs!
Zhi Yue gulped roughly her saliva, then raised her face slowly.
"I gave up" he said disappointedly.
"Winner is... Princess Wei." The man who was the referee exclaimed as he pointed his hand towards 'Mr Princess Wei'.
Both of them went down the arena, then to their respective places.
"Did Lin'er not participate in the tournament, but why, he shouldn't lose to Princess Wei if he were to compete." Zhou Fan nodded in disappointment, he came only to see his lover, but he never met her.
"Maybe I should look for it myself, but it's best after this tournament alone. If it wasn't wrong the tournament would only be held for one day," Zhou Fan Granted his chin while deepening.
After spending all the participants in the first round, there were finally sixteen participants who qualified for the next round.
"It looks like Lin'er did not participate in the tournament, was he punished by his teacher, for returning late from the tomb exploration?" Zhou Fan increasingly rubbed his chin, as if he was in the presence of a life-and-death situation.
"If it's like that, I feel like it's the cause..," Zhou Fan let out a low sigh.
The round of sixteen was not much different from the first round, the remaining participants had to defeat their opponents in order to advance to the last eight.
Of the eleven sakte standing in the Imperial Capital region, only eight were willing to take part, each of which earned four spots to compete.
Wei Guanlin as one of the champion candidates gained the full attention of the other party, especially the prime minister's son, who was also another candidate, watching him so deeply, as if there were no other objects besides the twenty-one-year-old woman.
It did not feel that the last eight round had taken place so quickly, now there were only four participants including Wei Guanlin and also the son of the prime minister, Tang Guyu.
....
"It's an honor to be able to face Princess Wei.." A young man with a double sword as his face cupped his hands while slightly bowing.
Wei Guanlin did not reply, he simply mimicked what his opponent's youth did without saying a word.
The twenty-seven-year-old smiled wryly, despite knowing the cold nature of Princess Wei, he had not expected it to be so cold.
"He was so wanted, not even willing to reply to his opponent's words," Zhou Fan nodded with a frown.
"Very opposite to Lin'er's nature," Zhou Fan's inner self, subconsciously compared the nature of Princess Wei to that of her lover, Wei Guanlin.
If he knew, Wei Guanlin's nature would indeed be very warm if together with the people closest to him, and vice versa. Zhou Fan had no idea of Wei Guanlin's nature, as his woman had always been warm and even chatty to him, unlike the figure of Princess Wei he saw now.
The fight between the two was fierce, until the young man named Bu Kan gave up with a weapon regardless of his hands.
After waiting for one more match, Wei Guanlin prepared to face his opponent in the final match. Who else if not Tang guyu, who became his opponent.
Although not a match for Wei Guanlin, Tang Guyu was also a genius youth recognized by the empire, no one was ignorant among the Capitals.
The final match between him the most famous genius certainly received a rapturous reception from various people, including those who became their previous opponents.
"Daughter, do you want to promise me one thing?" Tang Guyu said with a griny grin painted on her face.
Wei Guanlin was silent, but her forehead seemed to shrivel.
Tang Guyu who saw the reaction of his interlocutor, continued his words. "Are you willing to be my wife if I defeat you?"
The unreasonable words not only received a response from Wei Guanlin, but the audience as well. They whispered to each other with the person beside them.
"Young Master Tang is so brave, even in the presence of His Majesty the Emperor he is unapologetic."
"The young genius is indeed classy, so forthright in making an offer."
"Do you deserve it?" Wei Guanlin spoke short, but quite piercing.
Ughhhh...
Tang Guyu held her breath, as if she had been subjected to an extremely humiliating humiliation.
"Whether the Princess is afraid of losing, if that's how I'll understand it, certainly as a man I won't force the Princess to agree to it." Tang Guyu said with a friendly smile, but implied an agent inside.
"What if you lose?" Wei Guanlin asked without changing her tone.
"Khe khe's.. If I lose ... " Tang Guyu tilted his head, slightly not counting Wei Guanlin's words.
But his face turned happy, and then exclaimed quickly. "The ring of perversion containing all my possessions will be given as a gift."
Once again everyone was left flabbergasted, because who could not estimate the contents inside the ring of a prime minister's son.
"I'll take your ring without hesitation." Wei Guanlin darted right after saying so, because along with the referee lowering his hand, the match marks had already started.
"Why don't he just accept it, the prime minister's son isn't bad either. Despite being below him in cultivation, they were born into the same background." Zhou Fan muttered in his mind.