Legendary Fighter
Chapters... 62: City Tournament... 6 (Related)
Zhou Yin who had just been declared escaped, returned to his clan seat. He could not say anything looking at the young man he had always looked down upon now standing gallantly.
Even a 1-star advanced fighting level cultivator he defeated easily.
In the mind of the girl asked, has she been able to cultivate? has the young man he thought was trash risen?
In the girl's heart there was little desire to return to Zhou Fan's side, so much so that she had a sense of the young man long ago, but seeing that he was just a piece of trash, Zhou Yin shunned him and even humbled him.
Looking at Zhou Fan who was now Zhou Yin felt that there was no longer any reason for him to stay away from the young man, but without him knowing, he had lost his chance.
As Zhou Fan was about to return to his seat, many awe-inspiring gazes led to him but there were also some who seemed to dislike him.
Who else if not Zhou Han, he and his two friends were so looking at Zhou Fan's abilities as a threat that could at any time serve him.
Zhou Yin, who saw Zhou Fan return to his place, approached the young man.
"Sister Fan.." his words came to a halt when he saw Zhou Fan not responding to him.
Zhou Fan deliberately ignored the girl, he was already very disappointed with her.
His little girl is gone, replaced by an adult girl who judges based on her strength.
"Sister Fan? if you were still the little hadith I knew, I would be very happy to hear that call," He said with a wry smile.
If he did not show his ability, he was very sure one hundred percent if the girl was still the first to underestimate him.
While Zhou Yin lowered his head contemplating what he had done to his 'big brother Fan', indeed he realized his treatment all along was unforgivable.
"Sister Fan." Zhou Yin said weakly as he imagined his hand grabbing the young man's hand.
He's really sorry. If time could be turned back and correct the mistakes he had made, he would still be next to the young man.
Indeed this was his mistake, he no longer had the face to approach or meet the young man, he stepped his feet still with his face down.
"What you said is true!" He remembers his father's advice.
Flashbacks...
"Yin Yin, why are you looking away from Zhou Fan at the end? do you have a problem with him?" A middle-aged man who was none other than the third elder.
Zhou Yin, who was engrossed in food before him, turned his eyes to look at his father's face, "Dad must have known better why I was acting this way, only a genius youth deserved to stand beside me."
"Not for ever will he be like that, you can't see the path of one's destiny." The third elder advised the indifferent-looking Zhou Yin.
"May you not regret it one day." said the third elder quietly.
Zhou Yin stopped eating and looked at his father, "What's sorry?! he's been training hard for years, but what he's got. I had also given him a year's time back then, as he felt that there was still a chance for him to cultivate."
Huft..
He only hoped that the decision his daughter made would not bring regret to him.
The longer Zhou Yin's relationship with the fifth elder's son got worse, to the point of not reprimanding when they met. The third elder could only silently watch everything.
.....The flashback
Zhou Fan who looked at Zhou Yin like he was not barani looked at him clearly knowing the reason, he actually did not really hate the girl.
Although Zhou Yin once demeaned her and insulted her bright light, Zhou Fan could not hate the girl. He had never stopped in his heart.
"This is life! if you're weak you'll be ostracized and humiliated, but if you show how much ability you have everyone will look at you without even having to look for attention." Zhou Fan was thinking how cruel this world of cultivators was.
The second day of the black stone city tournament, this tournament system was one round per day. Yesterday was special for the first round, while today is the time for the second round.
Just like the first day, the audience still looks so enthusiastic about wanting to watch the second round tournament.
All participants including Zhou Fan had occupied special seats reserved for participants who would compete in the second round.
Everyone's view of Zhou Fan had changed by a hundred percent, not even a few who tried to approach the young man in particular who used a sword as his fighting companion.
Naturally they saw how the technique Zhou Fan wore, despite not getting the name of the technique from the person using it.
Those who had seen the best sword technique of the holy sword sakte could definitely compare its levels, the quality of that sword technique was no worse than the holy sword technique that was already so unfortunate across its name in the Empire.
Beside that, there was a young man whose already red face was holding back his irritation.
Once seeing the person he considered trash had gained so much attention, he could not help but be annoyed with the young man.
The young man was none other than Zhou Han who was now trying to control himself to not get out of control.
It was not only a Zhou Han who was irritated by the sheer amount of attention paid to Zhou Fan, either, Shui Hen who was the young man who was rumored to be entering the top three was certainly annoyed to see a young man who received more attention from him.
I should have gotten that kind of attention, thought the two of them.
Meanwhile Zhou Yin several times stole a glance at Zhou Fan's place, eager to approach him, but after thinking back about what he had done to him he undoed his intentions.
Zhou Fan actually found out how Zhou Yin stole a glance at him, how unaware of it, the girl looked at him for so long and with a look that was very difficult to decipher.
"God..." Zhou fan snorted softly, trying to throw away his thoughts.
"Better I don't think about it, it looks like this round is about to start." Zhou Fan said inwardly.
Seeing a familiar middle-aged man walking into the middle of the first arena, Zhou Fan could recall that the middle-aged man was the same man who hosted yesterday.
After saying some very boring welcome words, the middle-aged man mentioned the name of the participants who were going to compete, this time! it will not use four arenas but only two arenas, the first and third arenas, which are slightly wider than the second and fourth arenas.
This time Zhou Fan's name was no longer the last, even now his name was first mentioned by the middle-aged man.