Chapter 404 - Father and Son Fight (1/2)

Translator: StarReader

Editor: Elitecoder

Whoosh!

A tiny fist came out of nowhere, with enough power to crush mountains.

Zhuo Fan threw a fist of his own.

The bang rattled the ears of the guests. Zhuo Fan was forced back a hundred meters before steadying.

Following the deep scar he made on the ground, he found that in his original place was a pint-sized smug figure.

Everyone cried out. Where did he come from? How did he have the power to push back a monster like Zhuo Fan?

The Quanrong delegation was shaking. They gulped at the rosy-cheeked child.

[For all that’s holy, is your land a freaking monster pen? It was bad enough that Zhuo Fan was a freak of nature, now you have someone even younger?]

[This doesn’t make any sense!]

Quanrong grumbled inside, [Tianyu has way too many talents.]

As for the seven houses, Zhuge Changfeng and the others knew of the freak raised in the imperial family’s backyard. He was the most savage of the Divine Dragons, Invincible Scamp Gu Santong.

[That old coot has been ready to take the little freak out from the very start.]

Zhuge Changfeng and Leng Wuchang’s eyes flashed.

“Humph, that’s right, I’m strong… uh!” Gu Santong stuck out his chest, tooted his horn and froze.

The guard said the emperor would give the signal to attack, but he didn’t even think the target would turn out to be his godfather.

He hesitated, his face changing constantly.

Zhuo Fan grinned, having seen this coming. The emperor was frowning at the odd spectacle.

[What’s going on with the little freak? Why did he stop?]

“Da…” Gu Santong mumbled awkwardly.

Zhuo Fan didn’t let him finish, flashing in his face with the red Qilin arm.

Gu Santong blocked by instinct.

Bam!

Another shocking rumble spread and the guests took to the air. The emperor was taken away by the guards.

This was a battle between monsters. Sticking around any longer would pulverize one’s bones.

Gu Santong shot back fifty meters from the punch, razing everything in a kilometer’s range.

Nobody noticed Zhuo Fan taking advantage of the smoke and mirrors to send him a message, “In a few moves, I’ll fake defeat and you should chase me!”

Gu Santong’s eyes lit up and he nodded.

Out of the loop as he was, he nevertheless believed that Zhuo Fan would explain himself. So he straightened his back, flicked his hand and launched Zhuo Fan into the air.

Gu Santong jumped after him.

The sky got littered with booms as the two traded blow for blow.

Each clash ended with a pulse of power swiping the surroundings. They pulverized anything they touched making sure no one even tried to get near.

All they could do was crank their heads as the two darted to and fro, reducing the gaudy Imperial Palace to rubble.

The audience sighed. The two were dazzling gems of equal rarity and power. Only they could unleash such a spectacle, others would’ve long since dropped dead.

The Quanrong were dumbstruck.

The Quanrong were tough, some say. The Quanrong had mettle, said others. But witnessing these two experts of Tianyu fight, they came to know the true meaning of indomitable.

By contrast, Quanrong’s guts were too damn mushy.

Tuoba Liufeng and Han Tiemo sighed. If all of Tianyu was like this, it was best to go back and stay in bed. What invasion were they thinking of?

The emperor looked at the two receiving and dishing out blows with a bright stare. Zhuo Fan and Gu Santong looked the same but Zhuo Fan only had a Qilin arm, the rest of his body falling short. Gu Santong however was bursting with power from every fiber in his being. It wasn’t long before Zhuo Fan lost ground.