Legendary Fighter
Chapters... 109: Mysterious Sound
Zhou fan who coughed blood rubbed his lips and looked at his thumb which he used to wipe the blood at the corner of his lips.
"Damn it!!"
Zhou Fan roared furiously, then he again leaped towards Patriarch Bai with his sword technique.
Patriarch Bai smiled cynically, then joined the service of his son's killer.
Zhou Fan slashed his sword horizontally, eyeing the lower body of patriarch Bai.
Shuttts...
However, Patriarch Bai just jumped up to avoid it.
Patriarch Bai jumped up, then released a precise slash toward Zhou Fan's head.
Shinh's...
Luckily Zhou Fan ducked down, then jumped back, and immediately lunged back at Patriarch Bai.
Zhou Fan made all efforts to obtain his victory, even though it felt very heavy to him.
Seeing Zhou Fan charging towards him, Patriarch Bai pretended to be off guard.
"Because of you!" muttered Zhou fan.
Crushes..
Zhou Fan's sword only hit the wind, while Patriarch Bai tilted his body.
Patriarch Bai quickly shook Zhou Fan's sword-wielding arm.
Trang!
But Zhou Fan managed to pull his arm so there was only a clash of his second sword.
Patriarch Bai did not accept it, he ferociously attacked Zhou Fan, the young man started to get desperate and suffered some injuries.
Outside the arena, a worried face was seen accompanying the incision that hit Zhou Fan, if they could prevent a fight, all would never happen, but this was the young man's decision itself, and they have no right to forbid it.
Sreth.... Akh!!!
Zhou Fan's agonizing cry began to sound comfortable to Patriarch Bai.
Even with a body full of injuries, Zhou Fan still fought back tenaciously.
"Again!" exclaim Zhou Fan.
The two sped up together right after Zhou Fan said 'again'.
Zhou Fan's dazzling technique made several eyes look at him in awe, but it did not last long, as a shout came back.
Akh!!
Bruack...
Zhou Fan bounced again and again.
"Again!" I don't know how many times Zhou Fan yelled saying 'again'.
Everyone who witnessed it started biting his lower lip out of pity.
Zhou Fan rose again and attacked.
Zhou Fan raised his sword high and slashed it.
Trang!
His slash was easily Patriarch Bai put up with.
"Time to finish!"
Patriarch Bai smirked, then dealt a crushing blow to Zhou Fan.
Bugh!
Bruaks...
Zhou Fan fell down, this time not waking up like before.
"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou!"
Qing Manlu called Zhou Fan but there was no response from the owner of the name.
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"Big, you suck! Weak!"
Suddenly there was a voice that made Zhou Fan squint, he turned his body to look for the owner of the voice, but never found the person who spoke to him.
Eh? Where'sme? Zhou Fan only realized, he was no longer above the fighting arena.
That point looks very far away
"With your meager abilities, you want to protect those you love?! Heh, you are looking down too much on the world of boy cultivators!"
Once again a voice that Zhou Fan did not know came from nowhere.
Zhou Fan twisted his body. "Who?! Who are you, out!"
"Huh, you don't need to look for my existence, which you should know, the world of cultivators is wider than you know, the world you live in is a small part of the real world of cultivators...,"
"But you haven't yet thought about it, even if you face a king level you've lost...,"
The foreign voice said in a mocking tone.
"Lose win who knows, I'm still fighting that old bastard, until I'm on the spot ... What's this?! Dark, uninhabited!" elak Zhou Fan while combing around his place.
"You lost to the fool, now your body is still lying outside, while the one in this pseudo-room is only your soul. You're really stupid!"
Complaints of the mysterious voice, which began to get annoyed with Zhou Fan.
Zhou Fan nodded while rounding his mouth.
Oh, like.... Eh?
"So, my body is still lying in the fighting arena?" Ask Zhou Fan.
"Yes, then?"
"Great!"
"What's so bad? "
"You're the same, if my body is still outside, that old bastard will kill me. How do I get out of this world?"
Zhou Fan started to panic, whereas the mysterious voice was just laughing.
"Hahaha.., you're a fool to the root. This world has a different turnaround time, maybe even out there is still one-tenth of a second from when you entered the pseudo-world."
Fuh... Zhou Fan sighed in relief.
"Chihs! you're the stupid one. Who knew there would be such a thing, and I still don't understand why I could be dragged in here." Zhou Fan scratched his non-itchy head.
"Call me master, I'll tell you. Haha..," songong the mysterious voice.
Zhou Fan seemed to be thinking, he was fondling what would happen after this, and the consequences he would get.
"What do you think, boy, you'll have no choice. Quickly call me master before I won't tell you."
After careful thought, Zhou Fan was forced, remember forced! calling out a mysterious voice as a 'master'.
"Master!"
"What are you, are you calling your master with your ugly face." The mysterious voice sounded angry.
Zhou Fan was surprised, he immediately twisted and searched all corners but found no one there, because only darkness he got.
"Why does he know, my facial expression?" inner Zhou Fan was astonished.
"I know what you're doing and I know what you're thinking, rather than you thinking indistinctly, you'd better repeat and call me 'master'."
Once again Zhou Fan was startled, his forehead started to break out in cold sweat.
Zhou Fan quickly did what the mysterious voice wanted.
"Now, how am I supposed to get out of this pseudo-world?" Zhou Fan asked with a heart.
Zhou Fan did not dare to blaspheme in his heart, because he knew that mysterious voice could hear the voice of his heart.
"That's easy, you just need to conquer the night blood sword you got in the tomb of Emperor Rui."
Zhou Fan frowned, he really did not know about the sword.
"Blood sword of the night!" Zhou Fan muttered.
"Yes, the blood sword of the night!"
"What is the night sword I got from the ancient tomb?!" tanya Zhou Fan monologue.
"Do you have another sword you got from the tomb? The sword you call the night heirloom sword is actually the night blood sword ... "
" ... A peerless sword belonging to Emperor Rui, he was a conqueror emperor. His power and strength are far from what you can think of ... "
" ... Emperor Rui kept all of his relics in the world he created, he had the goal of finding his successor. The one who can pull out his night blood sword will officially be his successor, but before that it must conquer the night blood sword itself ... "
" ... If you succeed in getting the blessing as well as the heirloom sword, but if you fail, you won't end well, even if you survive, the sword you get will only be a scrap metal ... "
" ... Are you still going to do it?" The mysterious voice ended his explanation with a question.
"Is there any other choice! How else, instead of me always hearing your old useless babble to make my ears itch, mending just do it!"
Zhou Fan said as he rubbed his non-itchy ears. "It's gonna be a hassle!"