Legendary Fighter
Chapters... 69: City Tournament... 12 (Determination)
Now was the moment that the entire Black Stone City had been waiting for, even though it was not part of them that would compete, they still looked enthusiastic.
Instantly everyone became silent, as two young men walked into the arena from both different sides.
Moments later, the atmosphere broke out after someone clapped their hands, without everyone clapping.
Zhou Han raised his chest seeing all the attention centered towards him, or more precisely towards him and Zhou Fan.
"Hahaha.in the second I defeat him, the entire Black Stone City will know my name, Zhou Han!" the young man shouted in his heart as he glanced at Zhou Fan who looked more relaxed.
Thinking of what he would do after winning this tournament, made the young man so excited.
Zhou Han had even thought of his victory party, he had high confidence in winning, seeing that his opponent was the young man he had always considered trash.
Zhou Han had no idea, that trash had now evolved into something very 'terrible'.
Zhou Fan remained calm amidst everyone's gazes, seen the young man occasionally muttering while waiting for when the fight began.
"Why is it so long?! do I have to start it myself?" Zhou Fan sneered at the city lord inwardly, who should have started his match instead was engrossed in conversation.
"Ehem!!" Zhou Fan deliberately raised his voice for the city lord to hear.
The city lord turned around and saw that the two participants were already at the top of the arena, with hurried steps, the city lord rushed over to the two who looked ready to compete.
"Young people are always impatient," grumbled the city lord after arriving at the arena.
"I didn't ask if you two were ready. Ready not ready, I'll start." The city lord glanced at the two participants.
"When this coin falls on the floor, you can start it after making sure there is no movement of this coin." the city lord showed a coin in his hand.
Hearing that, Zhou Fan took out his master rank sword. So did Zhou Han who had been standing with the sword in his hand.
Tak...
Using a coin, the city lord started the match. The coin had not stopped rolling, therefore Zhou Fan and Zhuo Han had not budged from their positions.
Not only were the two tense finalists watching the rolling coins, but everyone there was tense.
Tink...
Silence was created for a while, when the coin was finally silent after rolling a few meters.
Zhou Fan and Zhou Han looked at each other, then the two of them started darting while carrying a sword in each of his hands.
Zhou Fan slashed his sword vertically, but with the sword in his hand Zhou Han held it back.
Although his physique was not as big as Zhou Han's, Zhou Fan's physical strength was greater than his opponent's.
Feeling the immense pressure on his sword, Zhou Han threw Zhou Fan's sword to the side, while he jumped towards the other side.
Zhou Fan also took some distance after his attack was successfully intercepted.
"It turns out that 40 percent is not enough, I will increase my strength a little bit" The young man's inner self.
"Damn! how could he let out an attack that could make my hand tremble." Zhou only looked at his hand which now looked slightly trembling after resisting Zhou Fan's attack.
"I can't believe I'm going to lose to you, I'm going to show you all my skills, " muttered the young man again.
With slightly trembling hands, Zhou Han was intent on replying to Zhou Fan's attack.
The young man took out a horse and took out a nine-sword sword technique which he had always been proud of.
Zhou Fan was silent, not even budging after seeing his opponent preparing to attack him.
"Why did the young man just shut up, did he just give up?" Some people who were unaware of Zhou Fan's strength started asking what the young man was doing.
"No way! you must not have seen how the young man fought before." who had seen firsthand Zhou Fan compete also joined in the fight.
"He is a true sword genius, even patriarch Shui acknowledged his sword ability," he said again.
Hearing the name Patriarch Shui, all those people were stunned. In the black stone city no one could match his abilities, it was only natural that they were shocked to hear the patriarch acknowledge the sword abilities of others.
Zhou Fan was indeed silent, but he did not reduce his vigilance.
"Aargh...." Zhou Han quickly while taking out his technique.
Even so, Zhou Fan silently did not respond, as if all of his senses had been locked.
But it didn't take long for the young man to get rid of his doubts.
"Fuck up! I will not waste this opportunity to attack him," Zhou Han's disconnection in his heart.
Everyone who saw Zhou Fan still speechless began to think, Zhou Han will get first place.
As Zhou Han felt himself winning the fight, he had to widen his eyes.
Trangs...
A sword forced the young man's sword to a halt as only a few remains of Zhou Fan's body.
"It's still too early..," murmured Zhou Fan.
Bughh...
Zhou fan gave a precise blow to Zhou Han's stomach, the young man could only willingly take a blow to his stomach.
Uhuk....
Zhou Han stood up, wiping the corner of his lips that were now bathed in blood that continued to rush out.
Zhou Fan was still holding back his punch, so Zhou Han did not get too serious of a wound.
If using his full strength Zhou Fan was not sure the young man before him would still continue to breathe.
Despite being injured, Zhou Han did not give up. The young man could not accept defeat, especially this defeat was given by the person he always considered trash.
Losing to a trash, doesn't it mean worse than trash?, thought the young man.
"Damn! if only he could consume the pill," Zhou Han murmured, he felt confident in defeating Zhou Fan, if there were no rules against consuming the pill during a fight.
If Zhou Fan knew what his opponent was thinking at the moment, perhaps he would pelt the young man with a recovery pill.
His recovery pill was already mounting inside his storage ring, he was unable to estimate the amount.
Because Zhou Fan was confident, the young man before him would not be able to defeat him, even if given a few loopholes.
Zhou Han thought about how to defeat Zhou Fan, after several exchanges with the young man, he was aware of whatever facet he was under.
"Am I going to lose to this shit?" Zhou Han began to doubt that he could defeat Zhou Fan.
Knowing the young man before him glanced at him, Zhou Fan sheathed his sword. "You can give up now,"
Although Zhou Fan said it in a relaxed tone, it remained an insult to Zhou Han.
The young man felt he did not need to be pitied by someone like Zhou Fan.
Zhou Han stared intently at Zhou Fan, he took his sword which had slipped out of his hand.
"Get rid of your bullshit, I won't give up as long as I can stand up!" zhou Han shouted which made Zhou Fan snort annoyed.
Zhou Han charged forward towards Zhou Fan, but the young man actually bounced back because Zhou Fan dealt a crushing blow to him.
Bugh... Bruckk....
Zhou Han sat on the arena floor with blood continuously flowing from the corner of his lips.
Zhou Han stood up again, then repeated the same move and finally got the same result.
Bugh... Bruck...
What a fool, Zhou Fan thought.
"Rush?" ask Zhou Fan.
Zhou Han just remained silent, cold sweat began to pour down his forehead.
Because Zhou Fan used his aura to suppress Zhou Han.
Suddenly a loud voice rang out from the audience seats, making everyone focused to the owner of the voice.
"That's enough Zhou Fan!"