Legendary Fighter
Chapters... 261: Still Second Round
Hearing the short-haired man's remark, the middle-aged man straightened his body, he looked at the annoyed young man with curly hair.
The first impression he had for the curly-haired youth was not good, he who was very careful in explaining even in reply, really did not look at him as a person.
Yin Cun was no less angry, his opponent's words showed that he was not considered real. Yet he still held back, as defeating in a fight was much more satisfying.
He wanted to see how the short-haired young man reacted when he lost to him, if I may hope, Yin Cun wanted the young man to end his life in shame for his actions.
"Let's start fast, the longer I fight the less time I get to relax." The short-haired young man was completely confident, whether he was stupid, or careless, he did not allow the middle-aged man to have face to remain there.
Huhhhhh...
The middle-aged man held back his rage, he wanted to see how the young man's abilities had upset him.
Still with his expression on his face the middle-aged man jumped backwards twice, while on the edge of the arena he raised both hands as a sign the bottom of the fight could begin.
Seeing that, the short-haired young man immediately darted after picking up the machete on his waist.
The young man drove at high speed, the machete seemed to tremble when it was about to slash.
Yin Cun was not just silent, with the stick he had he was holding a machete attack. As the two weapons clashed, a loud voice echoed in the arena.
The banter belonging to the short-haired youth trembled even stronger, as if it was unable to clash with Yin Cun's weapon.
As if knowing about it, the short-haired youth pulled his cleaver, fluttering hands and directly grabbed onto Yin Cun's right arm.
Yet Yin Cun quickly turned his staff, as soon as the hand hit the stick, the hand of the short-haired youth seemed to bounce off.
The two took a distance of several steps, visible a frown on the forehead of the short-haired youth. Now that he appeared a more serious face, he who thought that the strength of the opponent he could easily defeat, turned out to be a huge mistake. Their strength was on par, even he lost in terms of weapons.
In his mind he cursed his stupidity, he had underestimated an opponent who was at least comparable to him.
But if recalling the heirloom stick in Yin Cun's hand, the short-haired youth was too self-exalting. Yin Cun was not an opponent he could afford to face.
Yin Cun pulled the corner of her lips, she knew her opponent had changed his gaze towards her. But to walk backwards, he wouldn't let it go.
"The monkey king's wand!" Yin Cun shouted while holding one end of the stick with both hands, a moment later she slammed the stick with all her might.
The face of the short-haired youth turned pale, extremely ugly. He who is ugly gets worse when he sees a great attack ready to roll it.
"Damn!" The short-haired youth clucked desperately, clearly the stance before him was right above his ability.
But if he gives up it is also in vain, because the style has been a few steps from him. Without further ado he moved the cleaver.
Fire shield!"
The short-haired young man twisted the machete with his hand, the turn giving rise to ever-long sparks forming a shield.
Yin Cun's stance hit the shield belonging to the short-haired youth, the young man continued to hold back with all his might.
Cracks...
Pyars...
Blars!
The burrow shattered into pieces, as no more shields blocking Yin Cun's attacks entered engulfing the short-haired youth, once it reached the target the attack instantly exploded.
The short-haired youth immediately slammed into the barrier, with clothes that were no longer regular he sat in the corner of the arena. Blood continued to pour from between his lips, while his legs were unable to move because they were still weak.
Yin Cun walked up to the short-haired young man, her staff she had already stored inside the storage ring. "Don't pretend, because it's the nature of a winner. A loser doesn't deserve to be that."
Yin Cun's words were so piercing, the middle-aged man who was also satisfied with the outcome of the match quickly approached and raised Yin Cun's hand.
The formation of the space that was attached instantly disappeared, Yin Cun slowly descended with a lot of admiration from everyone, even though it was not only him who won the fight, still he was one of the winners of the second round.
"Lumayan," Zhou Fan said as he patted Yin Cun's shoulder.
The one who was called did not heed Zhou Fan's words, he simply glanced cynically and tried to remain silent.
The fight in the entire arena had finished, twenty-five people had come out as third round participants, they could relax while enjoying the fight between the other second round participants.
"12 against 23, in the first arena.54 against 30, in the second arena ...." One by one the participants began to climb up the arena, Zhou Fan who did not find his number mentioned could only return to wait.
Just like before, before competing people who are mediators will explain a little about the rules.
Of all those who competed in the second round of the second round, it was the middle-aged man who had the cultivation of a two-star emperor realm fighter that attracted a lot of attention.
They were very curious as to who was the opponent for the middle-aged man.
It turned out that his opponent was a nine-star king level fighter, a young man with a double sword.
"He's gonna fuck."
"What a pity his fate."
Similar words continued to be thrown from the mouths of some people there, they were very sure there was no end but defeat for the young man.
"Brother Zhou, what do you think?" Yin Cun glanced at Zhou Fan who was seen also paying attention to the fifth arena, where the middle-aged man with the youth of the double sword user was.
"That middle-aged man will win, but it's likely that his opponent won't just give up. You can see the burning determination that always emanates from his eyes." Zhou Fan said without taking his eyes off the fifth arena.
"It will be an exciting fight, although victory is impossible for the young man." Zhou Fan again said, making Yin Cun nod in agreement.
Even though Zhou Fan said the young man would lose, he did not fully think so, as everyone could have a stash card behind his clothes.
He is the perfect example to show that such a thing is real. With the help of the night blood sword, at least the current in can compensate a person who was one level above him.
An emperor level fighter is different to a level below him, if before rising to the emperor level, he can compensate a person who is two to three levels above him, now only one level, he can compensate, but that's more than enough.