Legendary Fighter
Chapters... 68: City Tournament... 11 (Towards the Final)
At the same time, in the other arena.
Zhou Han faced off against the genius of the Ling clan, Ling Chen.
Unlike Zhou Fan and Shui Hen who had a great distance of strength, they both had the same cultivation as 4-star advanced fighters.
By using different weapons the two look balanced, but an expert can see the stark difference of the two.
Zhou Han's posture was more favorable than Ling Chen's thin-looking posture, each attack he unleashed was twice as large as the one Ling Chen had unleashed.
"Nine sword technique!" Zhou Han shouted the name of his technique while jumping at his opponent.
"God..." Ling chen snorted, then took out his spear technique.
"Eclipse spear technique!!" Shouts loudly.
The clash of two techniques was inevitable, too,
Clangs.... Tranks....
Ling chen knew, he would not benefit in a long-term fight. In terms of physical strength, he knew clearly his strength that could not be compared to his opponent's physique.
"I have to finish quickly!" Inner that young man.
Meanwhile, Zhou Han looked so confident facing Ling chen. The young man had even deliberately exposed his weak point.
"I'm sure I can defeat him" Zhou Han muttered.
"He really underestimated his opponent" said a young man watching the match.
"If his strength is so far different from his opponent, maybe I can understand where his confidence comes from. But his opponent now had the same cultivation as him, no wonder he was called a fool." The young man shook his head at Zhou han's carelessness.
Although everyone knew that the young man was superior in physical strength, but he still thought that the young man would pay a great price for having underestimated his opponent.
"You're right, young man, you do have good eyes" praised an old man after hearing the muttering of the young man beside him.
"I must admit, Zhou Han is indeed better than his opponent, and I'm sure he will win....,"
"But I'm not sure he'll be the first, seeing his so domineering opponent," said the old geezer again as he set his sights on the other arena, which was none other than the arena of Zhou Fan and Shui Hen.
"Heem.." the young man nodded at the old man beside him, he also had a similar thought to the old man.
"I guess it will be as great as what young man the Ling Clan always prides himself on, did it get here?" Cibir Zhou Han after successfully injuring Ling chen.
"The son of the first elder is indeed a genius." Everyone started talking about Zhou Han who now felt the upper hand
"Not only is he strong, he's also handsome." A girl from earlier could not distract him from the young man.
His head grew soaring hearing everyone flattering him, Zhou Han smiled with satisfaction at hearing that. "Now you know who deserves to be flattered. Hehe...,"
As for Ling chen, now he was trying to get back up. He stared intently at the young man before him, pointing at Zhou Han using his spear,
"The fight is not over!! I'm still standing in front of you, but you're already celebrating. Aren't you in a hurry, young master Zhou?" The back of Ling chen.
"God..." Zhou Han snorted in annoyance, and looked at Ling chen with his deadly-looking gaze.
"Just you!!" he said again with a look of disdain.
"Sad..." Ling Chen sighed in annoyance at the look of his opponent who looked to underestimate him.
With the rest of his strength, Ling Chen charged forward to attack Zhou Han. It was obvious that the young man was forcing himself too much to continue fighting.
Not until the young man got close to him did Zhou Han take out his manager.
"Fire claw!!" Shouted the young man, while slashing forward.
The surprised Ling Chen, quickly took out his nurse.
"Spear cleaver!!" Ling Chen pointed his spear upwards then with both hands, the young man smashed his spear into the arena floor.
Duars!!
A violent explosion ensued, Ling Chen bounced while Zhou Han did not budge at all from his original place.
Uhuk.
Out a mouthful of fresh blood from Ling Chen's mouth, the young man held onto his chest which felt a little tight.
"It never occurred to me, defeated a young man who had the same cultivation as me," muttered Ling Chen with a bitter smile.
With the genius nickname that was always pinned on him, naturally Ling chen considered himself the strongest.
Never had he experienced defeat when he competed, which made him a little regret is, the reason for his defeat is something that he had considered unimportant, physical strength.
It was his thoughts that made the young man never increase his physical strength. He thought as long as his cultivation was high, no one would defeat him.
Now Ling Chen had come to his senses, and he was determined to increase his physical strength after arriving at his clan.
Right after, the young man collapsed. The match was ended with Zhou Han's victory.
The young man was not too surprised that he entered the final, which made him surprised was who would be his opponent.
His opponent was none other than the young man he had always considered trash, his gaze towards Zhou Fan would never be lost if he did not prove it himself.
Zhou Han did hear how superior Zhou Fan was in everyone's mouth, and he thought it was a magnified thing.
Knowing his opponent was Zhou Fan, the young man laughed. He thought, even though Zhou Fan had been able to cultivate, it was impossible to defeat him who had been at the level of a 4-star proficient fighter and would rise to the next star.
**
After an hour's rest, everyone who had left had now returned to their original positions.
The more daylight the audience is not reduced but doubled, who gets first place? everyone was tense thinking about it.
But not for the members of the Zhou Clan, they waited quietly. Whoever wins the Zhou clan wins, they all think.
Only the first elder and his golong were a little arrogant with his thoughts.
Seeing the large number of spectators who gave his voice to his son's opponents, made him upset, even though his son's supporters were also no fewer than Zhou Fan's supporters.
"Klan Zhou is getting more and more successful," said a middle-aged man.
"What do you mean, man?" The man who had just come looked at the curious middle-aged man.
"You don't know? It is certain that the top two of this year's tournament will be captured by the Zhou clan," he explained without looking at the faces of his interlocutors.
"How can it?! did Shui hen not compete?" Asked the newly arrived man a little in disbelief.
"He lost to the 'black horse' of the Zhou Clan." The middle-aged man said as he glanced at the man beside him.
"Black horse??" The man grew even more confused hearing the explanation of the middle-aged man beside him.
"Is this dark horse so great?" The new man came and scrunched his forehead.
"Actually Zhou Fan was not one of the ten representatives of the Zhou Clan..." The middle-aged man explained Zhou fan's lunge to the man beside him excitedly, nothing about the young man he forgot.
The man frowned hearing Zhou Fan's entire story, then looked at the arena.
"Tough young man!"