Towards Eternity
Ch 442's. The Semifinal Round (I)
Half an hour passed, the group of Weng Lou had finished eating their meals and went off to the Arena Match Building together with the old pack of innkeepers.
This at first made Weng Lou and the others surprised because before, the old man of this inn seemed not interested at all to watch their fight. This conjecture arose because when they recounted their fight at the selection round yesterday at their evening party, the innkeeper was in no mood to listen to it at all. So they assumed that he was not interested in watching their fight.
"I want to make sure that you get through in this semi-final, and get on to the final, kid. I don't want it until you lose and take away the two things I gave you before."
Those were the words spoken by him to Weng Lou when asked why he wanted to watch their fight this time around.
"Again, I also watched your fight yesterday in the selection round, so it wouldn't hurt to watch the continuation."
Hearing him made all of them quite surprised, as basically no one expected that he would take the time to watch them yesterday.
"When did you come to watch us yesterday?" jian Qiang asked the innkeeper.
He during yesterday's selection round had vaguely spread the soul power belonging to almost the entire Arena Match Building. If the innkeeper is telling the truth, then he should have sensed his existence yesterday, Jian Qiang thought.
"Hm? Of course I watched you all from the beginning. I don't need to come to the Arena Building to watch the Free Martial Tournament. Simply using soul power alone, it can. But I have to say that all of you are careful.
Yesterday was the most boring selection round I've ever seen. Form a group and reduce the number of participants carefully? Huh, that's bullshit. If I were to follow him yesterday, I would have definitely scoured the entire arena grounds, and fought against the arena in the first selection round, unlike you guys did," he replied in an annoyed tone.
Jian Qiang was speechless at the reply, and realized that he had forgotten that the old man of this inn possessed a power far stronger than him.
But the amount of soul force that had to be used to reach their inn to the Arena Match Building was not small, because the distance reached several hundred meters. Keep in mind that the area of the Arena Matches field itself is very wide, so automatically the soul force required is also much greater. The old man of the inn owner must have great soul power because he was able to watch them from the inn.
A few minutes later, they had all finally arrived at the Arena Match Building.
"We have arrived" said Weng Lou with a smile.
There are many people who have come to this place. They all came from all the regions in the Black Sand Island, whether it was from the Eastern, Northern, Western, Southern, or Central Regions.
"Alright then, we'll both go to the audience seats, good luck. Especially you brat, I don't want to know, which obviously you should be able to win in this Free Martial Tournament." The old man of the inn spoke to all of them while pulling Pang Baicha with him.
Pang Baicha could only put on a resigned face when pulled like that. His gaze briefly met with Jian Qiang, and it was seen that the two of them were smiling awkwardly.
The memory of the incident a few hours ago crossed their minds again for a few moments before returning quickly they clapped all the way from their respective heads.
This is not the time to think about it, both thought.
"You try your best! Don't let your opponent attack your body! I'll watch every fight you guys have later! So don't disappoint me!" exclaimed Pang Baicha as he continued to move into the Arena Match Building as it continued to be pulled by the old pack of innkeepers who were with him.
A small smile was created on the corner of Pang Baicha's lips when he saw that, he was not offended at all by Weng Ying Luan's words being thrown at him. It was because he could tell that the words spoken by Weng Ying Luan did not contain any insulting intent at all.
"Good!" Pang Baicha waved his hand and then disappeared among the crowd.
Weng Ying Luan, Weng Lou, and the others laughed softly before they all walked into the Arena Building. They did not enter through the room entered by Pang Baicha and the old owner of the inn, but passed through a door not far from the entrance of the room.
"You guys have come too? I didn't think you'd come this early."
From among the crowd of people who moved into the Arena Match Building, there was a figure of a young man who broke away and approached the group of Weng Lou
He was Yang Guang. On his back is sank two discard the sword that has a twin sheath. Weng Lou and Weng Ying Luan's eyebrows shot up looking at her presence and the sword she carried with her.
"You brought your sword directly?" weng Ying Luan asked in astonishment.
Yang Guang's gaze immediately aimed at the sword on his back that was being stared at by Weng Ying Luan.
"This? It's nothing, I purposely took him for morning practice."
Weng Ying Luan looked even more astonished at Yang Guang's reply, while Weng Lou began to understand Yang Guang's intentions. He also walked over to Yang Guang.
"May me?"
"Hm? Sure." Sure."
Without hesitation Weng Lou took out one of the swords on Yang Guang's back along with the sheath. Visible hand grip Weng Lou issued his veins which signifies the sword in his hand is very heavy.
"It's a little lighter than my hammer" said Weng Lou, weighing the sword.
This time it was Yang Guang's turn to appear astonished, and asked the meaning of the words from Weng Lou. Without answering him there once, Weng Lou took out his hammer which he always used to train his physical and hand muscles.
Weng Wan who was not far away widened his eyes to see the large hammer in Weng Lou's hand. The hammer was exactly the same as the one he was given, only it was larger in size.
"The hammer?" yang Guang asked inexplicably.
Yang Guang's hand moved and took the hammer from Weng Lou's hand, and the next second, his face turned one hundred and eighty degrees. The ground that had become the footing of his feet suddenly formed a small crater, and his hand that was holding the hammer seemed to tremble slightly.
"Hahaha.it's crazy."