1130 Defeating Zorro! (2/2)

However, the defense of the Ring of Venice crumbled very easily too! He even felt that the Sky Lightning Giant Claw was not weakened by the layers of defense he had at all. His mind went blank at the strong premonition of death. He could not figure out what he had done wrong!

BANG!

Zorro fell from the sky and slammed heavily into the ground.

He disregarded the pain from his back, staring at the Sky Lightning Giant Claw that could take his life at any second.

After falling to the ground, Zorro finally realized how enormous and terrifying the Sky Lightning Giant Claw was. It felt like the whole sky was covered by it. He could not believe that a student the same age as him was the one responsible for it!

Lying in the deep pit, it took Zorro a while to collect his thoughts. He rose to his feet...

The fall did not inflict much damage on him. As a matter of fact, he did not suffer any serious injuries, as the Sky Lightning Giant Claw had been withdrawn after it broke through the barrier of the Ring of Venice.

Zorro glanced at the man covered in wounds and bruises not far away, before looking at his clean, unstained shirt. He could not find any word to describe the bitterness in his heart.

He lost, he actually lost!

He was undefeated against nine people, yet he had lost when facing a single opponent!

He did not lose because of his cultivation, but he had lost to the other man's courage...

A moment passed before Zorro asked, ”Does that mean you would have lost if I didn't reflect the lightning back at you?”.

”There aren't many 'ifs' in this world...” Mo Fan's face was covered in filth, yet he was still wearing a grin.

Zorro was startled. Before he could say anything else, the assistant judge flew over and brought Zorro, who was still thinking deeply, away from the battlefield.

Mo Fan was right. There weren't many 'ifs' in a battle. If he was not in a tournament, if the man did not go easy on him, the person that came to bring him away would not be the assistant judge, but the Grim Reaper holding a long scythe!

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An assistant judge brought Zorro away, but another one paused beside Mo Fan.

It was quite obvious that Mo Fan was already at his limit. He did win the duel, yet could he even stay in the match? He was struck by his own lightning so many times!

The assistant judge could not intervene in the match, but he could not help but say.”You're very bold.”

Mo Fan lifted his gaze. He happened to hear the cheering of the crowd seated on the walls. It went without saying that they were totally impressed by his spectacular Sky Lightning Giant Claw.

The truth was, even Mo Fan was shocked by it. The fact that he was bold enough to keep attacking Zorro, just so he could absorb the lightning reflected back at him in order to overwhelm Zorro's unbeatable Chaos Element...

Tsk tsk, he was even more impressed at himself!

Mo Fan fell to his back and lay on the dusty ground, panting heavily.

The assistant judge came over and knelt down to pick him up.

”Hey, what are you doing?” Mo Fan yelled.

”You're finished,” the assistant judge said.

”Nonsense, I can still fight! Don't touch me, I'm still in good condition!” Mo Fan yelled, but he immediately clenched his teeth from the enormous pain.

”Are you sure you can still fight?” The assistant judge was a woman, and a mature and alluring one. She was amused by Mo Fan's reaction.

”I sure can, just don't touch me. The rules state that if a participant hasn't fainted, or their lives are not in danger since the Ring of Venice wasn't triggered, they aren't disqualified from the match! But if you touch me, I will be disqualified for sure!” Mo Fan exclaimed.

”Alright, you can lie on the ground as you wish, but...” The assistant judge was helpless before the rascally Mo Fan, even though anyone could easily tell that Mo Fan could not lift a finger. ”You have already earned yourself the utmost glory by taking out Zorro. Why do you still have to force yourself? Once your injuries worsen, it might take ages for you to recover.”

”We should always pursue more!” It took Mo Fan a great effort to place his scorched hands behind his head.

”You want to win the tournament?”

”You're damn right!”