The Legend of Zhu San
040: Semifinal Round 2
Zhu San and Qin Yu who were looking at each other with a friendly eyes, laughed at the words of the audience.
Xie Han immediately took action after hearing that. He did not want to make this noble girl before him to be embarrassed because of him.
“Ling’er .. Let's start this fight, I won't hold my attack, I hope you will too.”
Liu Ling did not respond to Xie Han's words, He was busy calming down his suddenly thumping heart not because he heard Xie Han call him that.
After a long sigh, Liu Ling immediately put up her horses in response to Xie Han's statement.
“Alright ... I'm ready.”
“See Attack!”
Xia Han shouted as he jumped up and attacked Liu Ling. That nephew of Emperor Liu, immediately slashed his sword, resisting Xie Han's attack.
Just like what Xie Han said, He attacked Liu Ling with full force for not wanting to be judged as underestimating the noble girl.
Xie Han who wielded the Father's Heirloom sword, no doubt clashed the sword with the Heirloom sword in Liu Ling's hand.
The fight of the two was getting more exciting, attack after attack each other in retaliation.
The audience cheered boisterously at the fight being fought by the two of them.
Awe Decak started to sound from the Sect Chiefs, upon seeing the prowess of Xie Han and especially Liu Ling.
Xie Han with his mainstay skill, the Fire Sword Burning Darkness, attacked Liu Ling fiercely.
But the Blue Flame Burning Universe Technique that Liu Ling used, was not a weak move.
The sword stance that had a strong defense with its rapid counterattack, was not only able to compensate for Xie Han's moves.
After the exchange of attacks had over a hundred moves, Xie Han also began to look desperate quite intense.
He had to jump back several times to avoid a quick slash or stab towards his body.
The hot air from Liu Ling's body and sword felt even stronger. Making Xie Han a little hassle, because he had to divide his inner power to withstand the heat.
Again the body of Specialty possessed by Liu Ling, made him excel in this semi-final round fight.
After over two hundred times exchanging attacks, with a bitter smile on his lips, Xie Han decided to acknowledge Liu Ling's prowess.
It was because he felt his hands go numb, when several times his sword clashed with the sword in Liu Ling's hand.
He also realized that he could not possibly win the fight. Moreover, his inner power has been depleted, because he used to attack and protect his body from the heat.
He leaped backwards and set foot outside the arena as a quick stab pointed at his body.
The sound of claps echoed with the sound of the audience watching the great fight.
The Sect Chiefs clapped their hands as they stood, to show their admiration for Xie Han who had fought so hard in this semi-final.
Although he felt disappointed in his heart for failing to achieve the goal He wanted to achieve, Xie Han was not so sorry.
He got something much more precious that later would be called a memory.
He stepped back into the arena, having successfully abolished his ambition to become a military officer in the Liu Empire.
“Han Gege .. Can I ask you a little bit of time to talk to you?”
“Of course Ling’er.. I'll give you as much time as you want.”.
Xie Han answered very quickly to Liu Ling's question, giving her sweetest smile, to show the happiness that was bursting in her heart.
Liu Ling immediately turned her back after saluting the salute, trying to dampen the loud thump in her heart, seeing Xie Han's sweet smile. He quickly walked back to his seat.
But when he realized the special condition of his body, Liu Ling's face immediately bowed miserably.
He bit his lips to hold the clear grain that was about to fall from his eye pelup.
Zheng An who had been back behind Emperor Liu Feng, sighed when he saw that his disciple looked down miserably.
He had found the right young man to be his student's life partner with regard to his special body condition.
He only hopes for a miracle that will unite them both in the future.
The same thing filled Zhu San's mind. He and Xie Han had been friends and were quite familiar during their trip together to the capital.
What would happen to the relationship between the two, making Zhu San think hard to find a way so that the different body conditions, did not become a barrier for the two to live together.
The next battle was a fight between Qin Yu against Gao Yan of the Star Sword Sect.
Zhu San was slightly astonished when he saw Gao Yan's smile, as the two of them saluted for a moment before starting the fight.
The astonishment was finally answered after the fight entered the sixty stages, seen by Zhu San if Gao Yan deliberately used his sword skill carelessly.
Zhu San smiled faintly after seeing Monk Fanzeng announce Qin Yu's victory over Gao Yan and the semifinals were over.
“It looks like he deliberately made Yu’er win without having to spend a lot of energy. I think He likes Yu’er.”
Zhu San scratched his non-itchy head when he found such a conjecture on his head.
“Murid We it seems like rarely shampooing, look, He often scratches his head.” Lin Kai said to Fu Kuan after seeing Zhu San for a moment.
“Not so Old Bangka Peot, He only realized that Gao Yan liked the girl he liked. He's gone awry. After all, he was the teacher's uncle to Gao Yan. Kan bothered Master with students competing in love.”
Lin Kai nodded his head, then an idea popped into his head.
“So if a teacher with a new teacher can compete, is that what you think?” Asked Lin Kai to Fu Kuan.
“What do you mean ask so?” Fu Kuan's forehead shriveled when he heard Lin Kai's question.
“You must have known what I mean Old Bangka Wrinkles hahahaha. How do you dare?”
“Puuuih .. Who is afraid to compete with you.” Fu Kuan became annoyed as well as worried about what Lin Kai said.
He is not very experienced in terms of captivating women.
While Lin Kai laughed happily in his heart, He indeed wanted to make Fu Kuan pursue his love for Grandma Girl Qin Rui and marry her.
That is why He will pretend to pursue Love Qin Rui so that Fu Kuan feels rivaled and does something beyond logic to fight for his pending love.
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