Legendary Fighter
Chapters... 254: Reserve
Zhou Fan stuffed all the bottles into the storage ring, the curly-haired man's eyes could no longer turn.
Tsk...
Bin Tuang stepped away without caring for everyone's view, now his face was completely smeared. He didn't have the courage to stay there.
All those who were there still looked at Zhou Fan in surprise, they had not expected the fortune that had been lost back so quickly.
Actually it is not luck alone, the card has a white color on the outside, if long held will certainly be a little impregnated and create a sign.
With more careful observation, Zhou Fan was able to distinguish the cards, although not all of him knew.
"Young master, this is the key to your room, if you'd like to let me drive you." The middle-aged man who was also watching the game, as soon as he saw Zhou Fan was about to make his way immediately closer.
Zhou Fan nodded, letting the middle-aged man lead him the way. The two climbed the stairs, some of the doors of the room he passed, and finally stopped at one of them.
"This is the room that the young master ordered, there is a bathroom also inside." The middle-aged man was about to leave, but Zhou Fan's hand was raised taking something from behind the clothes.
"Uncle, this is a gift from me. Think of it as a celebration of the benefits I get. Inside were two eighth-grade moon pill."
The middle-aged man grabbed the bottle in Zhou Fan's hand with trembling hands, he who was a lowly fighter certainly understood the importance of the moon pill in question, moreover it was an eighth level pill.
The middle-aged man kept a bottle with a haru face, the first time in his devotion to serving an inn he got a gift from a guest.
"Young master, you should be more careful. Mr. Bin Pour looks gone with a nasty face, he might do something to you." The middle-aged man couldn't bear to not remind.
The young man before him was so kind to him, there was no way he would not know how to retaliate against him. At least with a reminder, he gave Zhou Fan a chance to be more vigilant.
"Okay uncle, I'll remember it." Zhou Fan pulled the door and went inside, as he was about to close, the middle-aged man again said.
"Mr Bin Tuang is the leader of the bandits in this village, therefore even though it often causes problems for us, no one dares to ban it."
After saying the middle-aged man left with a pleased face, not forgetting that he hoped that Zhou Fan could avoid the problems caused by Bin Pour.
Entering the room, Zhou Fan did not immediately break down his body. He went into the bathroom and cleaned himself while thinking about Bin Pour.
"Bandits?" Zhou Fan stroked his chin while the other hand washed his hair, not infrequently he massaged his head which made him a little light-hearted.
Hem...
A smile rose on his lips, not knowing what he was going to do, which was obvious only he himself knew.
After being satisfied with busying himself with the water, Zhou Fan came out and immediately rested on the bed.
The morning came uninvited, the sun had shone brightly showing off an admirable smile.
Zhou Fan who was in his room, could not bear to not open his eyes, the noise from the lower floor spread into the room without any silencer.
Zhou Fan went down to the first floor. Every rung of stairs he stepped on, as if bowing respectfully.
She was wearing another outfit, she was wearing black clothes with a belt that was also black.
Although there is only one color that is the basis of the clothes he wears, there is an accent curved gold line from the collar down to the waist.
Zhou Fan came out of the inn, the people who saw him last night were powerless to keep looking. Zhou Fan was like a walking treasure, the glint of the eyes looked at the wolf that was stalking the prey.
Just a step he walked out of the inn, but a heavy voice sounded from the front.
Zhou Fan who had lowered his gaze, turned his head, and could clearly see dozens of people standing in his way.
"Uncle, do you intend to play with me again?" Zhou Fan said as he looked at the curly-haired man, as if their relationship was very close.
"Uncle, I think what you mean by playing is different from what I mean. But if you want to 'play', I'd be happy to give you a satisfying game." Zhou Fan had expected this to happen, but had not expected Bin Tuang to strike so brightly.
"Just like the man said yesterday, Bin Tuang is the real ruler of this village, therefore he is not afraid of the menace of people." Zhou Fan nodded as his gaze combed around.
There were so many pairs of eyes looking at him, but none of them had any intention of meddling in his affairs.
"If you want them to help you, then erase that thought, they won't!"
Bin Tuang grabbed the sword in his hand, he who was an eight-star king fighter was fully confident of being able to defeat the young man before him.
He brought a third of his subordinates to keep his target from escaping, being to fight, he would advance on his own.
Hem...
Zhou Fan let out a cold snort, he did not respond to what the curly-haired man said.
It was not enough to provoke the anger of Bin Tuang, with one blow he darted like an arrow that shot from a bow.
"Ring of fire!"
Bin Pour while flying at sword, then screams out the mainstay.
Three rings were formed from the turbulent flames. The three rings of fire moved to form a line.
Zhou Fan who saw that did not budge from his place, took out a sword from the storage ring and quickly slashed out.
"Double freedom!"
Two slashes shot out so quickly, their sunken crescent-shaped form speeding away regardless of the ring of fire moving opposite.
Blars!
The ring of fire split and shattered instantly, but the silhouette of the slash still continued to move towards the opponent.
Mata Bin Pour widened perfectly, some people behind him were no less surprised.
'How is it possible!' That was the sentence that could be seen from their expressions.
Booms!
Explosions sounded deafening, some of the affected people were uprooted with clothes torn apart. While Bin Pours with a few others who managed to dodge, putting on a bad expression.
"Master, young master. I was wrong, please forgive young master."
Bin Tuang who always put on an arrogant face, now sat down to beg for forgiveness from a young man.
Everyone including his own subordinates did not expect this, they would not believe it if they did not see it with their own eyes.
Bin Tuang no matter the astonished look of everyone, he knew the power of his skill. It was the strongest move he had, not a single king fighter could withstand it.
In other words the young man before him was an emperor level fighter. Being an emperor level fighter with such a young age certainly had a great background, thinking about it, Bin Tuang was willing to lower his pride.
Zhou Fan was no less surprised, he thought the fight would be very draining, he did not expect it to end with a single move.
The young man then pulled the leg which was always embraced by Bin Tuang.
"Uncle, playtime is not over yet."