The Strongest God System
Zhang Clan Competition [2]

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Zhang Yu, Zhang Fu, Fang Yin, and the representatives of the Fang Clan had arrived at a simple place that the special committee had provided for the representatives of the servant Clans.

Just now sitting down, a few people approached the place where the representatives of the Fang Clan were. They were the representatives of the Zhang Clan, with Zhang Qiu as the leader.

“Sister Fu, I congratulate you on your return to the middle realms, but unfortunately your return to this realm is only to die in my hands!” zhang Qiu said as soon as he stood before Zhang Fu.

Zhang Fu frowned hearing Zhang Qiu's words, which said as if he was capable of killing him, while he was only a level 8 Heaven God realm cultivator. With the strength of almost breaking through the God King realm, it would take at least a thousand Zhang Qiu to make him sweat a little.

Seeing that Zhang Fu was silent and did not reply to his words, he said to the nine people who came with him, “I think, Big Brother Fu is thinking about what kind of death I will give him. Brother Fu take it easy, since I am a good brother, in the fight I will give you three times the chance to attack. After those three occasions you use, that's when it's my turn to attack, and I will become the God of Death for you!”

Zhang Fu raised the corner of his lips, smiling, “Three attacking opportunities! I'll make good use of it.”

Zhang Yu, Fang Yin and Fang Wu who heard Zhang Qiu's words, they were actually cursing the man's stupidity.

Fang Wu and the other nine people during these two days had hard training from Zhang Yu inside the small world, which one day in the real world was equal to 20 days in the small world.

Within a span of 40 days in the small world, their current strength had greatly increased all the way to the middle-tier Heaven God realm, with a perfect foundation of strength.

During their time in that small world as well they knew how strong Zhang Yu and Zhang Fu were, and realized that they were nothing but dust grains compared to those two people.

“Use the opportunity I gave you! If you can, muster up your entire strength in three strikes, so that you do not regret dying in my hands for not exerting all your strength in the first place!”

“Are you sure about that? If you're sure, I'll gladly do it, and I hope you don't regret it!” zhang Fu said.

Regardless of what Zhang Fu said, Zhang Qiu and the nine people who were with him stepped foot away from Zhang Fu. Many people witnessed Zhang Qiu's departure, including the disciples of the silver eagle sect who from the beginning were only wary of the strength that Zhang Qiu possessed.

Zhang Yu, Zhang Fu, and Fang Yin walked towards the waiting room after the competition committee approached them, telling Zhang Fu that the match was about to begin.

Passing through the crowd of competition participants, almost all eyes stared down at Zhang Fu's whereabouts.

“Why didn't that trash go running away and instead came to this place, letting himself die at the hands of Young Master Zhang Qiu? Besides being weak, it turns out that he is also stupid!”

“Don't tell me that he wants to fight Young Master Zhang Qiu, only with the strength of the Low God realm level 5?”

“There's no one who wants to bet with me? I bet the trash of the Zhang Clan dies with just one strike that Young Master Zhang Qiu did!”

The crowd of participants was immediately crowded, as soon as they heard the word bet. Zhang Yu, Zhang Fu and Fang Yin heard all the words of the competition participants, but they did not care about it. Rather than taking care of them, it was better to prove everything above the arena.

Zhang Yu and Fang Yin escorted Zhang Fu to the place of a man who instantly gave Zhang Fu a choice, some weapons that he could use in a match.

The man said, “What weapon options do you want to use, to accompany your death!”

Zhang Fu looked at the man with a smile on his face, then he took out a sword with a black sharp blade, which was between a pile of dozens of swords and spears, “I chose this sword!” revealed.

With a trivial smile the man said, “Black color is indeed suitable to be friends of people who immediately go to the realm of death.”

Go to the realm of death? Why also go to the realm of death, if he could easily win the match?

Without waiting for the reply of the man in front of him, Zhang Fu just went towards the stairs towards the battle arena, “My hands are already itching to beat up my dear sister!” revealed.

The atmosphere in the competition arena grew increasingly boisterous once Zhang Fu and Zhang Qiu were already on top of the arena, which would bear witness to their life-and-death fight.

The two stood facing each other.

Zhang Qiu with a look of disdain continued to stare at Zhang Yu, while the person he was looking at, still looked calm.

A man in blue clothes climbed onto the arena, and stood right in the middle of the two. The man is the referee who will oversee the course of the fight.

After seeing Zhang Fu and Zhang Qiu both ready in his position, the man said, “Alright, since you two are ready, the man said, I as the referee will tell you a little bit of rules before you start fighting.”

“From the rules, what I say is more precisely called what you can do during a battle, and what will make you a winner...

...Weapons, and all the techniques you've quasi can be used. There is no prohibition against disfiguring the enemy, and no chance to surrender! Only death can make you surrender in battle, and the winner of battle is he who still survives.”

The man finished what he wanted to convey, then slowly stepped back, with his right hand raised upwards.

“I think you guys understand! Then, you can start the fight!” The man lowered his hand, as a sign of Zhang Fu's fight with Zhang Qiu could begin.

“My son Zhang Qiu, just beat him quickly! Don't waste your precious time just to play around with it! There are still many strong opponents that you will have to face.” Zhang Baojin's loud voice rang out, he clearly gave support to his adopted son, and ignored the existence of his own flesh blood.

Zhang Qiu showed his evil smile then he said cynically to Zhang Fu, “Look, your father would rather support me who is only a foster child, and ignore yourself his own flesh and blood! It seems, this nature does not need the existence of garbage like you!”

Hearing that Zhang Fu only smiled and said, “Rather than continuing to spit out nonsense from your mouth, why don't you come forward to attack me? Oh right I almost forgot, instead you let me do the first three strikes by exerting all my strength! Then I will not hesitate to exert all my strength.”

Wush...

The strength of Zhang Fu who was previously at the fifth level of the Low God realm continued to increase. Low God level 6, level 7, level 8, level 9, Intermediate God realm level 1...

Zhang Fu's strength continued to increase, and finally stopped after reaching the realm of a level 9 God General.

A powerful aura overflowed out from Zhang Fu's body as soon as he displayed his true strength, which instantly silenced the mouths of those who had previously continued to humble him.

Zhang Qiu who was facing directly with the aura of Zhang Fu's strength, was all his might trying to survive the pressure emanating from the aura of Zhang Fu's strength.

“Sial! How could he have such great power? It was no longer the realm of Low Gods, even this was much stronger than the realm of Sky Gods. At least his strength was on par with the realm of a God General. Sky, are you kidding me?” muttered Zhang Qiu trying to guess the power realm of Zhang Fu.

Whereas in Zhang Baojin's place, cold sweat had already drenched his forehead once he felt the aura of Zhang Fu's true strength, “This child! What had he encountered in the lower realms until his strength could increase this fast? The realm of a tier 9 God General, Zhang Qiu was no longer a worthless opponent for him!”

Zhang Baojin tightly clenched his pair of hands, seeing a reality that was far different from what he had hoped for.

Meanwhile, Zhang Fu who had already displayed his true strength, he was still standing quietly, with a pair of sharp eyes staring at Zhang Qiu, then he took out a sword with a black sharp blade from his storage ring.

“I think with one strike is enough to send you to the most beautiful realms, what else if not the realm of death!”

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