C133 Wu Zong
C133 Wu Zong
At this moment, Zhang Fan also stopped in his tracks. With a trace of a smile, he said, "This time you understand, right?"
"Yes, I understand, young master," Ouyang Xian`er nodded as she listened.
"Alright, let's continue then," Zhang Fan said with a smile. This was because not only did one need talent to learn something like this, one would also need to say that it was a one against three talents.
Half an hour later, a look of astonishment appeared on Zhang Fan's face. Ouyang Xian`er's talent was truly exceptional. He believed that if Ouyang Xian`er had started practicing since she was young, she would definitely have a talent that was even greater than his.
This was because within half an hour, Ouyang Xian`er was free to do as she pleased. When the sword strikes were being deflected, she also began to tentatively attack Zhang Fan.
"Finally, I'm going to teach you something new."
The sword in his hand suddenly changed directions. As Ouyang Xian`er began to counter her attack, Zhang Fan instantly took a step forward and used his left hand, which he had never used before, to smash Ouyang Xian`er in the chest.
Ouyang Xian`er's little face immediately flushed red, her spirited eyes were filled with shyness, and her instinctive reaction caused him to quickly take a step back. But at this moment, her sword was completely blocked by Zhang Fan's tree branch, causing him to pause momentarily before turning back again.
Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, then quickly withdrew his left hand to support Ouyang Xian`er's body. He looked at Ouyang Xian`er suspiciously, and when he saw her flushed face, an awkward expression appeared on his face. In truth, he was only demonstrating for a moment, he wasn't sure if the auction would really end in a bid to win, but seeing Ouyang Xian`er's expression, he didn't know how to explain why this thing didn't get worse and worse.
"Are you alright?" Embarrassed, Zhang Fan asked.
"I'm fine!" Ouyang Xian`er blushed as she shook her head, but soon after, she shyly lowered her head, her heart pounding like a little deer. If it wasn't for Zhang Fan quickly retracting his hand, she might really crash into him.
If she really did run into him, she wouldn't be angry, but she would be even more embarrassed than she was now.
"Then... "Alright, we'll stop here for today then. We'll continue tomorrow." Zhang Fan looked at the sky and was too embarrassed to say anything else. He could only end it temporarily.
"Mm." Ouyang Xian`er shyly nodded her head and passed the sword in her hand to Zhang Fan before heading inside.
Looking at Ouyang Shuo's back, Zhang Fan followed him in. After Ouyang Xian`er fell asleep, he carefully helped her pull up the blanket once more and carried her back to Old Man Cao's room.
The next day, Zhang Fan opened his eyes and glanced at the little demonic beast on his chest. He discovered that it still had its eyes closed, and an exceptionally pure energy was still floating on its body. Carefully taking her down, he put her aside and walked out of the room.
Doubt appeared in his eyes, and he began walking outside. Upon reaching the outside, he was surprised to see Ouyang Xian`er holding the tree branch he had used yesterday and practicing a little.
Zhang Fan's expression could not help but fluctuate slightly. He took a deep breath and a smile appeared on his face. What he did not expect was that this little girl would start practicing so early.
Zhang Fan didn't bother her as he stood by the door watching her attentively. After ten minutes, Ouyang Xian`er stretched out her small white hands to wipe away her sweat. At this moment, she suddenly saw Zhang Fan standing at the door, looking at her with a smile.
"Young Master." A smile appeared on Ouyang Xian`er's face. Perhaps it was because she had been exercising before, but her face was blushing.
"When did you get up?" Zhang Fan asked as he walked over.
"I just got up for a bit too!" Ouyang Xian`er smiled embarrassedly as she placed the branch to the side and said, "I'll cook for young master first!" With that, she walked towards the right half of the courtyard, where Elder Cao had planted some vegetables and fruits. It was very fresh.
After the meal, Zhang Fan led Ouyang Xian`er out. If there were no surprises, perhaps the first place winners of the morning matches would be selected. Perhaps by the afternoon, it would be time for the round-robin tournament.
There was actually a lot of outstanding people among the newcomers. However, there were only a few that had reached the Martial Grand Master realm. Thus, Zhang Fan believed that he would still be able to obtain first place.
However, what would he do if he fought with Yue Yi, Ye Xuan, and Ouyang Xian`er?!
As for who would be eliminated, he didn't think too much about it. In short, everything would be decided by the will of heaven.
In the morning matches, just as Zhang Fan had expected, there were only two groups left, one of which included him.
Zhang Fan was the first to go up on stage. When his opponent saw Zhang Fan, his heart trembled slightly, and as the old man's voice started to ring out, his martial spirit instantly appeared.
However, Zhang Fan's expression remained calm. The man's attack was indeed strong, but the difference in strength made him seem insignificant. Didn't he want to prove himself by coming back from the Magic Beast Forest with a narrow escape?
Zhang Fan's body moved. He still didn't have a Martial Spirit, but he pulled out his sword once again and rushed forward.
Five minutes later, when the sword was less than three inches away from the man, Zhang Fan stopped.
Simple and direct. Killing was Zhang Fan's habit. If his opponent was weaker than you, then what use would he have in making a show of himself? His final goal was to defeat his opponent, so the result would be the same.
He didn't know what other people were thinking. All he had to do was do his best.
"I lost." This time, before Zhang Fan could say anything, the man took the initiative to say it out loud and walked down the stage. Zhang Fan gave him quite a lot of pressure, so when he went up on stage, he was already mentally prepared.
After Zhang Fan's group finished, another group went onstage. This could also be considered the last group. If the two of them were to win, then they would have to fight to the end with Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan did not leave this time, but patiently waited instead. The battle between the two was exceptionally intense, with the outcome of roughly twenty minutes. The victor, with his solid body, gave off an extremely strong feeling, as he wiped off his sweat, and revealed an indescribably happy expression. As he lifted his head, he could not help but glance in Zhang Fan's direction, and walked off the platform.
Zhang Fan was slightly surprised. It seemed like there really were people that were not bad. The reason why the man had been fighting with his opponent for such a long time was because the man didn't seem to have used his martial spirit.
"The last match will be held in half an hour!" At this moment, the old man said indifferently, after all, he had consumed so much energy from the battle just now, and if they were to fight directly, it would be unfair to the winner, it would not be fair, but the old man already had a plan. The champion of the third platform was definitely Zhang Fan, because he could tell that Zhang Fan had not used his full strength, and he could also tell that Zhang Fan's strength had already reached the level of a Martial Grand Master.
An hour later, Zhang Fan and the slightly muscular man stood on the battle stage. As the old man's voice sounded, the muscular man didn't rush to attack. Instead, he looked at Zhang Fan and said, "I know you."
A hint of doubt flashed across Zhang Fan's eyes when he heard this. At this moment, the man said, "You're the captain of the Heaven's Punishment Squad. Half a year ago, I personally witnessed your competition with the captain of the squadron."
Hearing Wu Zong's words, Zhang Fan did not rush to open his mouth. He simply did not understand the meaning behind the man's words. If he was a friend of Nie Xiao, he could directly rush forward to fight.
"When everyone thought you'd run away, I didn't think that way," Wu Zong said bluntly. His eyes burned even hotter. He still vividly remembered the scene where Zhang Fan and Nie Xiao stood together.
"I would rather die standing than live kneeling!"
This was the first time he had developed a sort of admiration for others. Therefore, during the time that Zhang Fan was gone, he had been working hard because he knew that Zhang Fan would probably return.
It was just as he thought. Zhang Fan had returned once more, but he did not expect that the first thing Zhang Fan would do was to expel all the members of the Heavenly Wrath, and he was one of them. However, his goal was completely different from others'; he worshipped him, but he did not blame him for anything.
He had originally wanted to get a good ranking, but when he went to look for Zhang Fan himself, he did not expect that he would be on the same battle stage as Zhang Fan. When Zhang Fan displayed his shocking strength, his inner breathing trembled once more, and Zhang Fan's current strength was far from what it was half a year ago, and he did not know what Zhang Fan had been up to for so long, but he guessed that it must have been an extremely difficult matter.
Moreover, he had originally intended to show off his skills in front of Zhang Fan, but Zhang Fan had left every time he finished competing.
He was someone who worshipped the strong. Now, he wanted to join Zhang Fan's squad and walk the same path of slaughter. Regardless of the outcome, at least the process was hot-blooded. That was enough.