Chapter 399: Heir of the Legend (1/2)
Chapter 399: Heir of the Legend
Translator: OneshotwonderEditor: Hitesh_
Despite the injury, Lie Jian knotted his face as he punched at Zhang Buyu with the full might he could muster. Having lost his blade, Zhang Buyu was practically defenseless at the moment.
The two were so close, and the blow came so suddenly, that Zhang Buyu didn't even have a fraction of a second to react. His GN defense was quickly overwhelmed by the flame, and menacing fire poison started to invade his system.
The blow sent the young Templar's body flying like a kite with its string cut, until he hit the energy barrier and thudded back to the ground.
The other three inner court disciples gasped and jumped out of their seats in surprise. Lie Jian's attack lacked any appreciation for technical finesse, and was overwhelmingly powerful.
Lie Jian licked the blood off his knuckles as he savored the feeling of striking an opponent down.
In Lie Jian's world, strength always trumped over skills.
Lie Jian posed as he pointed a finger at the sky; a cue for his fans to start their worshiping.
”LIE JIAN! LIE JIAN! LIE JIAN...”
”LIE JIAN! LIE JIAN! LIE JIAN...”
Lie Jian cupped his ears, willing his fans to shout louder. Soon, he reasoned, his name would be hailed across the entire Confederation.
The list of combatants making it into the semi-final was fresh out of the oven: Li Shiming, Patroclus, Wang Tong, and Lie Jian.
This was perhaps the most competitive semi-final the public had ever seen, and anything was possible. By then, no event in the entire Confederation was more important than the tournament.
Some people argued that perhaps the only year which the world had seen a roster of stronger combatants was three hundred years ago, during the time of Li Feng and Rilangalos.
Since Li Shiming and Patroclus had still held back their power during their last fight, their following fights were bound to be even more exciting to watch.
The semi-final was to start in three days. Meanwhile, in light of the few close calls of public safety catastrophe, the tournament committee decided to use those three days to beef up the security measures.
However, the potential danger had spurred more ticket sales, as everyone wanted to experience the thrill of being so close to the great power. Soon, all semi-final tickets were sold out. The number of audiences for this year's semi-final was over ten times more than last year.
The first match of the tournament would be between Wang Tong and Li Shiming.
”Boss, you kick a*s! I don't think you will have any problem handling Li Lame Shiming.” Karl announced.
”We already know that Lame-Li is as lame in the bed as he is on the stage. Haha!” Hu Yangxuan laughed out loud.
Since Wang Tong had already made a miracle by making it to the semi-final, he was not burdened by the desire for the title of champion. However, Wang Tong had his motivation of winning the fight: Ma Xiaoru. He needed to prove to Ma Xiaoru that she had made the right choice.
”OK guys, stop giving him pressure. Do your best Wang Tong.” Zhou Sisi said.
”Can't say that I'm sold on my victory yet, but I won't be defeated that easily either.” Wang Tong held Ma Xiaoru's hand and announced with conviction.
”Do your best. I don't care if you are the champion or not” Ma Xiaoru blushed as she spoke.
”You are too soft on him. Better let him know of your expectation earlier on! Haha.” Zhou Sisi jested without any jealous undertone. Zhou Sisi had come to terms with the fact that Ma Xiaoru would be a much better girlfriend for Wang Tong than herself.
After a few hours of chitchatting, the group left Wang Tong's room. Everyone knew that Wang Tong needed to rest to face the formidable opponent, Li Shiming.
Wang Tong and Wang Ben fist pumped a goodbye like two bros before the latter left without saying a word. But, the simple gesture spoke louder than any words.
Although Wang Tong knew that the journey ahead was treacherous, having his friends around had given him courage and determination to press forward until the end.