The Legend of Zhu San
085: Chou Ong 2
Chou Ong stared intently at a man who was now in front of him. It was that man around fifty years old who had just resisted his attack.
“Who are you!? Why interfere in our affairs Hah?!”
Although He was the Man before him had great strength, but Arogan Chou Ong's attitude did not slacken in the slightest.
“I don't think I found you here, Old man cunning and cowardly and arrogant and smelly of the ground and also ugly, wrinkled anyway.”
The barrage of insulting words of someone he didn't recognize, made Chou Ong angry. Especially when the figure smiled widely after saying so.
He immediately shot up very quickly, giving a powerful tread attack towards the face of the newly arrived man.
TWOGH !!!
The sound of the Chou Ong Tread containing fifty percent of the inner power, was heard loudly when it collided with the newly arrived Men's Boxing.
Chou Ong's face suddenly showed great shock, just before his site clashed with the fists of the opponent.
Chou Ong's body bounced back even further than before. As for the foreign man, only one step away as a result of the clash of the two of them.
“You!! What is your relationship with the Silver Hand?!”
Chou Ong's shock as he saw the man's elbow-topped hand, turned silvery with a bright light.
“Hehehe .. It's good that you remember my second Master. Of course you also still remember how you and your two colleagues ganged up on my teacher to fall into the Infinite Gorge, right?”
Chou Ong's countenance of course changed a moment after hearing the brief explanation from the Stranger Man.
There was a sense of scream on his face that he had failed to hide, after they had just fought an attack.
Withstanding the immense pain in his body, the Thousand Faces Swordsman immediately rose to be sure of something upon hearing the voice of the foreign man.
But his severe injuries made his body fall back.
“Teacher!”
The Stranger Man darted out quickly, shortly after shouting to call Master to the Thousand Faces Swordsman.
“Kuan’er .. Kuan’er .. Is that really You? All this time I have always rejected the fact that you are dead son .. It turns out that the sky is still on my side Hahaha .. huek.”
The Thousand Faces Swordsman was very happy when he found out that his first disciple was still alive and also had a much higher ability than him.
He laughed happily after saying so, but his terrible injury, again made him spit blood from his stomach.
“Teacher! … Teacher!..”
The figure that turned out to be Tan Kuan, the first disciple of the Thousand Faces Swordsman, immediately shouted while hugging the body of his teacher who had fallen limp.
Chou Ong who besides being arrogant turned out to be a cunning old swordsman. He immediately pulled out the short spear at his waist and darted to stab the two with one strike.
TRANGS
The iron spear in Chou Ong's hand trembled and bounced, so its direction changed when a sword that let out a hot and cold air came very quickly to fend off his attack.
Again Chou Ong was surprised when he found out in Liu Empire, he twice experienced things that upset him.
“Tua Bangka sneaky! How dare you attack from behind your back!”
Someone who had just arrived immediately snapped at Chou Ong which made Grandfather even more annoyed and angry.
“Bokah! … Who are you? How dare to interfere in my affairs!”
Chou Ong's arrogant attitude made the young man smile widely before saying which made Chou Ong even more furious.
“Of course I'm interfering in your affairs, because you've made a fuss in my father's yard.”
The young man who was none other than Zhu San who had just arrived, wanted to say further.
“The second time you have harmed my teachers. I will never forgive you again this time Chou Ong!!”
After saying so, the white light came out making Tan Kuan's entire body now silvery. The highest man whose teacher is the Silver Hand even though it is difficult to achieve.
Zhu San's body was pushed one step as it happened, which showed that the figure of the man, was not weaker than him.
“Guru's grandfather!”
Zhu San immediately jumped up to his Grandfather Master who had now been drowned unconscious. As he grabbed his hand and checked his pulse, Zhu San smiled broadly.
He immediately exerted the Yinyang medicinal technique using the pure energy in his body.
After laying down the body of the Thousand Faces swordsman, Zhu San immediately placed both of his Palms on the belly of his Grandfather Master.
A moment later the air temperature within a radius of ten meters from where Zhu San was, changed drastically in a short period of time.
The change of air, made Tan Kuan who was about to fight with Chou Bai, turned to look at what Zhu San was doing with an astonished look.
“True Yinyang Body? This young man had a special body. Hopefully He can treat Master with the privileges of his body.”
Tan Kuan, who had heard Zhu San call his Master Grandfather Master, became calmer when he had guessed that the young man's father was the second disciple of his teacher.
He immediately turned his gaze towards Chou Bai whose eyes were glaring feeling the hot and cold air that was alternately hitting his skin.
“Two Cunning Bangka! Are you ready to take my revenge?”
Tan Kuan said cynically, his grudge towards Chou Bai who had left the second teacher severely injured, culminating even more when he saw that Grandfather ignored him.
He immediately sped up at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to follow, but Tan Kuan's opponent was the Black Stream champion who placed in the top three in the Qing Empire.
Chou Ong also deflected Tan Kuan's hard kick with his spear shaft which he had extended to two meters.
Beyond Chou Ong's expectations, the kick was very strong against his spear, he was bounced back three steps. But he immediately returned and carried out a stab attack.
Chou Ong's spear suddenly shot out lengthwise, making Tan Strong gasp. It was too late to avoid that very fast prick.
TRANGS
Chou Ong was shocked as his spear eyes were like hitting a steel iron when it pierced Tan Kuan's chest. He was also bounced due to the energy back from the impact.
Tan Kuan himself did not budge at all while holding the prick with his silver body.
Chou Ong immediately shot back by exerting seventy percent of his inner power.
A very rapid exchange of attacks, was imminent. From a dozen times, it has now retraced dozens of exchanges of attacks between the two.
As the exchange of attacks entered a hundred times over, a loud clashing sound rang out and the two people similarly bounced back.
A while later, Chou Ong's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw Tan Kuan pull out the Sword from the sheath that was on his waist.
A silvery ray instantly illuminated Zhu San's courtyard while Chou Ong gulped his saliva.
He knew exactly the prowess of the Silver Sword in Tan Kuan's hand, because thirty years ago, he was almost killed by the sword.
“You are a great old crafty, but I'm not serious yet. Master told me to cut off your head with this sword. So get ready to die!”
An extremely powerful aura seeped from Tan Kuan's body as he drained ninety percent of his inner energy throughout the body.
The Silver Sword in his hand was shining twice as bright as before. Chou Ong swallowed his saliva.
A sense of trepidation began to seep into his heart when he saw Tan Kuan had inherited the Silver Hand's greatest sword style. His mortal enemy.
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