The Journey of Overthrowing the Celestial Emperor
Ch. 17 ~ Reverse Circumstances
"Why wait until five? Why not just one?" Zhang Ziyi spoke out loudly. Afterwards, the young man jumped in the air. Running fast with a shoulder to shoulder for the shoulder of the Zhang clan members who were there who had come to watch the two fight.
"Zhang Ziyi!"
"Ziyi'er!"
Many incredulous gazes looked at her who was darting through the air. Even Zhang Mao who had been frustrated, was a little calm to see the arrival of his son. There was a feeling of haru in his heart. Indeed Zhang Ziyi could not break through the 3rd stage Swordsman Realm, but he was confident that Zhang Ziyi would definitely be able to win this fight.
On the other hand, those whose shoulders were made a pedestal for Zhang Ziyi stepped on, not feeling anything when their shoulders were stepped on.
Zhang Ziyi just kept running and stopped smoothly right in front of Zhang Fei.
"For a long time, cousin!" greet Zhang Ziyi, while revealing a small cross.
I could not believe that Zhang Fei saw the young man coming. How could he have come at the right time. For some reason, Zhang Fei felt that there was something different about this young man since the last time they met.
Staring cynically at Zhang Ziyi, Zhang Fei then took two steps, saying, "Zhang Ziyi, you have finally come too. I don't think you're gonna come and keep hiding like a chicken for challenging a lion." Zhang Fei said cynically.
"Tch, let's see who that lion you mean!" zhang Ziyi replied without looking at Zhang Fei. The young man's view led to the podium, where his father was there.
Zhang Mao gave a faint smile towards Zhang Ziyi while nodding his head slowly. Zhang Ziyi himself returned Zhang Mao's smile by pointing his thumb at his father.
"You calm down, Dad! This humiliation of theirs is too much. It was too much for me to forgive him. Today, I will give you something, which even Zhang Wui will find very difficult to forget. Not just him, even everyone present witnessed this!" Zhang Ziyi sat up without letting go of his eyes towards his father.
"Oi, rotten shit! How dare you ignore me!" Zhang Fei said annoyedly. A second genius in the Zhang branch clan today dared to be ignored by a scum of the clan. It completely lowered his pride as a genius.
Zhang Ziyi turned his gaze back towards Zhang Fei. Smiling blankly for a moment, Zhang Ziyi then said, "Zhang Fei, as promised earlier, today is the day we will fight. The initial agreement, it has nothing to do with my father's office. But why are you even involving his position now?" Zhang Ziyi asked expressionlessly.
"That's because you're weak. Also your father was too stupid to be a branch Clan Head!"
Zhang Ziyi clenched loudly both of his hands hearing that answer. But he tried to stay calm
"Oh, yeah! Hear-heard you have broken through the Swordsman Realm stage 6 well, recently..." Not finished continuing his sentence, Zhang Fei had already cut Zhang Ziyi's words first.
"Right, I have broken through the Swordsman Realm stage 2.... Wh why? You envious? Unfortunately a dirty piece of trash like you will never be a precious diamond!" Zhang Ziyi actually began to be provoked by his emotions.
The young man himself had previously searched for the sword he would use later when fighting against this Zhang Fei. So he was a little late coming to the match hall between clan disciples.
Not without reason. He did not intend to use the Heavenly Dragon sword just to face this person like Zhang Fei.
"Let me show you. Who is the real trash!"
Zhang Ziyi started to draw his sword. The young man brandished his sword in front of his chest, not intending to attack first.
"Please! I'll give you five chances to attack."
Zhang Fei furrowed his brows. I don't know what possessed this young man before him, so confident he was. Not only Zhang Fei, even all the clan members back then had also been confused by Zhang Ziyi's attitude.
"Curtain, this young man... I want to see how his facial expression when defeated was with just a single strike from Zhang Fei."
"Yes, you're right. I can't wait to see it!"
"....."
"....."
"Are you not wrong, Junk Boy?" Zhang Fei began to draw the sword from its sheath. "Well, if that's what you want, don't regret what you said!"
Taking a presumptuous stance, Zhang Fei then darted towards Zhang Ziyi.
Zhang Ziyi himself put up a small ridge for a moment. He prepares the sword and then moves. The movement of the young man himself was so fast, that in an instant, he had been beside Zhang Fei.
The darting Zhang Fei could see Zhang Ziyi who was now beside him, with a slanted grin on the young man.
Bukk!
No time to react, Zhang Fei. He had already received a crushing fist from Zhang Ziyi. Makes his body bounce back. Not only that, Zhang Ziyi reappeared behind him. The young man had prepared a fist that had been coated with not a little Qi energy.
Bukk!
Whush!
Back the fist had slammed into Zhang Fei. Not stopping there, Zhang Ziyi even repeated the action. Punching hard in different directions.
"This is for the humiliation you've been putting on me all along!"
Bukk!
"This is for all the bad treatment you've done for me all this time!"
Bukk
"......"
Bukk!
Zhang Fei could not dodge. It happened too soon, until he didn't notice it himself. Zhang Ziyi drew his sword while waiting for Zhang Fei to arrive at his place.
The young man put on a smile. The humiliation that Zhang Fei had been putting out for him today had been avenged.
"Zhang Ziyi's! What the hell are you doing? You were going to kill Zhang Fei?!" Zhang Wui who saw Zhang Ziyi readying the sword while waiting for his son who shot towards the young man became anxious. Just as quickly as that man directly rebuked Zhang Ziyi.
At first he could not believe seeing his unflappable son before Zhang Ziyi. Because the young man who became his son's opponent was just a trash, why now it turned violent.
Not only Zhang Wui, even Zhang Mao, the elder as well as all the members present there were left speechless. They had never expected before with this Strength that Zhang Ziyi had just unleashed.
Zhang Ziyi turned his head towards Zhang Wui on the podium. Showing a cynical smile. Instead of heeding the warning from his uncle, Zhang Ziyi then raised his sword as Zhang Fei was about to reach him.
Seeing such stubborn Zhang Ziyi, Zhang Wui grew increasingly concerned about the condition of his son.