The Eastern Continent Swordsman

CH. 14 – Strange Events in Douzheng Arena

The voices of the spectators broke as Zhou Fu shouted his victory promise. Zhou Fu's arrogance made the bets the audience made increasingly crowded. If the contestant is Wang Ling, the audience is usually reluctant to make a bet because Wang Ling has actually reaped victory either hundreds or how many thousands of times in the last ten years. The moment of guessing who the swordsman will be the winner in the arena is usually only done by the audience in ordinary matches.

But not that day. Zhou Fu's confidence in totality made some people put an optimistic feeling on him as well. Although the audience started to open the bet, it remained that the most votes were still on Wang Ling's side.

“Uncle Wang Ling, where are you? Does that mean you're scared?” Zhou Fu shouted towards the entrance of the opponent's. Naturally Zhou Fu shouted at his enemy who had never appeared, because in fact he had waited for about ten minutes in vain.

The heavy sound of laughter rang out loud and was greeted with boisterous spectators surrounding the match arena.

“Sister Wang! Brother Wang! Finish challengers! Finish challengers!” The spectators cheered at the sound of laughter that seemed to belong to Wan Ling.

Sure enough, a large tall man with a mustache and a thick beard entered the arena of the match. The man's facial line is firm with the addition of a straight eyebrow shape rising to the side increasingly gives the impression if the man, fierce. Judging from his face, people guessed that Wang Ling was a swordsman who was only in his 50s. Regarding how old Wang Ling really was, there was no one who knew for sure.

According to Zhou Fu's observation, Wang Ling's quality was indeed much different from Tang Quwo's. At least Zhou Fu was sure he could win a landslide from Tang Quwo by relying on only one finger or a small pebble jolt. While defeating Wang Ling, Zhou Fu estimated that he only needed one hand. Nothing more.

“Ha ha ha.. How is this, my enemy turns out to be a snot boy! Aren't you awake yet, son?” Wang Ling stepped closer to Zhou Fu as he twisted his thick beard.

“No, Uncle. My sleep was good last night and I was ready to compete at this time,” Zhou Fu bowed in salute as a formality of a junior to senior.

“Little boy, how about I give you a choice, apologize to my members and I forgive your arrogant attitude!”

“Sorry uncle, can we just start the match?” Zhou Fu relaxed his hand, he wanted to give one single punch and win after.

“Oh, interesting also your talk. By the way, I hear you don't have a penny? That means, the payment for my victory is yourself, you already understand that rule?” Wang Ling, as a good senior tried to remind his little enemy.

“Sure. For my winning fee, my partner just told me how much. I think it is too much amount, I can share a little with you later.”

“Ha ha ha!!” the spectators and Wang Ling laughed out loud. Wang Ling asked the match referee to read the rules of the game.

The match also began. Wang Ling raised his right hand forward, giving Zhou Fu permission to show up first. Without wasting any tempo, Zhou Fu smiled triumphantly.

“Shadow Punch!!!”

Zhou Fu darted by using 20% of his strength.20% of the power of Zhou Fu's shadow punch once shook a mountain on Youhi island to make the mountain erupt prematurely.

The whusss!!!

A wind blew like it hit Zhou Fu's face, along with it Zhou felt the energy within his fist shrink from 20% to 0%. Not powerful at all.

Pukk!!!

“You think it's a child's game, heh?” Wang Ling's hand, which was one and a half times larger than Zhou Fu's, was easily able to catch Zhou Fu's light, unenergized fist.

No way!

Zhou Fu was perplexed because he had never experienced an exhaustion while competing. The audience who saw the confusion of Zhou Fu, increasingly exploded their laughter and at the same time clarified their jokes.

Zhou Fu repeated his manager, but similarly, all of his managers could be repelled or received by Wang Ling very easily. Like a father who is watching a child who plays throwing. Wang Ling enjoyed the confusion on his enemy's face. The audience applauded Wang Ling who did not even have her two legs shifted in an inch.

Zhou Fu retreated. He believes something is wrong. But it is too early if he accuses his enemy just like that. Zhou Fu also set up a strategy to prove his suspicions, both to the audience as well as to himself.

Zhou Fu darted forward again, this time he did not give any strikes or punches but his hand pulled Wang Ling's robe with all his might so that it flew through the air.

Now appeared Wang Ling's chest which was firm and muscular. Looking at Wang Ling's upper body that was already unclad in a single piece of cloth, Zhou Fu shook his head in confusion. Suspicion not proven. Zhou Fu scanned the entire body of his enemy, still he did not find anything suspicious.

Li Xian's grandfather once told Zhou Fu that if one day Zhou Fu fought with someone and something strange happened, then there was a possibility that Zhou Fu's enemies used heirloom assistance. Since childhood Zhou Fu had never known heirlooms, but Li Xian's grandfather had explained many things about heirlooms.

Instead of answering, Zhou Fu smiled broadly at Wang Ling's reply. Nope. It turned out that Zhou Fu's smile was for something else.

Seeing Zhou Fu's triumphant expression when none of Zhou Fu's attacks hit Wang Ling, Wang Ling suddenly felt a little worried. Wang Ling took two steps back, he wanted to play seriously. If some time before Wang Ling did not give an attack, now he wanted to end the game immediately. He waited for Zhou Fu to attack.

Zhou Fu began to realize something. Wang Ling was always waiting for him to attack first, and that made him even more suspicious.

“Alright, let you be happy, Uncle! Feel this!”

Zhou Fu advanced again using the first skill, but this time he only used 10% of his strength. And, as before, the wind blew along with the loss of his strength. But, before his punch landed on Wang Ling's body, Zhou Fu did a manufer so his movements confused everyone. Because, Zhou Fu looked like he was hitting a passing angina.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH….. AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH.

The sound of a loud enough scream made the entire audience comb all sides to find the source of the sound. Everyone was rowdy as the screams continued to be heard repeatedly and were greeted with the atmosphere around the arena of the match being not conducive. Zhou Fu took advantage of this to finish off Wang Ling.

“Now, let's play seriously, Uncle Wang Ling!” Zhou Fu smiled cunningly. Wang Ling realized Zhou Fu's stratagem and began to feel that his safety was being threatened. Wang Ling made a quick move to escape the match arena but Zhou Fu swiftly caught up to him.

Zhou Fu gripped Wang Ling's muscular left shoulder. Wang Ling's body trembled. The concentration of the audience broke out, some of the audience was more interested in finding the fact behind the repeated screams. While some others chose to watch the match between Zhou Fu and Wang Ling.

“Feel this!” Zhou Fu turned his elbow to make the preparation of hitting, his hand clenched firmly and a punch he landed right on Wang Ling's right cheek. Wang Ling fell to the ground with a single blow.

“Huh, whereas it only contains half a percent of my energy! Ha ha! I won!!!”

Zhou Fu shouted loudly to make the crowd stop. The screams that had been heard also suddenly stopped. Far away in the right corner, a beautiful woman was waving hands at Zhou Fu and Zhou Fu nodded with a smile as a thank you to the woman.

Yes, the sound of that scream was none other than Shen Shen's voice. Shen Shen shouted in the midst of the crowd of men that his clothes were infused with centipedes. Of course, the audience was confused and at the same time enjoyed the sight of a woman writhing in confusion because there were animals infiltrating her clothes.

Shen Shen did this to disrupt the concentration of one of the Taoqi conspirators acting suspiciously. Shen Shen was indeed a perceptive and meticulous woman, during the viewing of the match, she also felt that something was wrong inside the arena of the match. Shen Shen understood, the act of Zhou Fu tearing apart Wang Ling's robe was to discover the existence of a secret heirloom that had item times stuck to his body.

But it turned out that Wang Ling's body was sterile from any heirloom. This made Shen Shen take the initiative to find people who might interfere in the match. And it was then that Shen Shen gave the signal to Zhou Fu and Zhou Fu understood the signal Shen Shen gave.

The spectators who saw Wang Ling's defeat, no one dared to cheer. After all Wang Ling was the strongest man in Dozhu village. They can't just mock him. The audience began to worry because they were already mocking the wrong person.

“Uncle, if you want to survive, immediately hand over my prize money and coupled with the heirloom brought by your men who are hiding in the audience!”

Wang Ling did not wince. His victory over the past ten years was indeed aided by a power vacuum heirloom shaped small jug. The jug was always held by one of the Taoqi members and used to siphon the enemy's power.

Although Wang Ling also had a decent amount of martial arts, but he preferred to use quick means to defeat enemies.

“Young man, please don't ask for my damage. It was an honor for me…

“No! That's a disgrace to you, Uncle. If you want to win the match, at least you should train more seriously!” Zhou Fu reached out to Wang Ling, a knightly gesture that Wang Ling had only met for the first time. Wang Ling accepted Zhou Fu's hand and stood up, as he had no choice.

***

Zhou Fu and Shen Shen Shen walked out of the Douzheng Arena with their faces silenced. They earned a lot of money and one heirloom that was very beneficial for Shen Shen who had no martial arts.

“You don't want to know how I can enter the Douzheng Arena without having to buy a ticket?” Shen Shen asked Zhou Fu as they walked towards the inn.

“No. I already know. You must have whined and paled before the guards!” Zhou Fu replied briefly, he was not very interested in Shen Shen's question.

Shen Shen was slightly disappointed that Zhou Fu was not surprised by his question.