Chapter 69: Righteousness, One (2)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
This person was the representative of the Overlord Fist Academy, Meng Zhi, who had broken through to the Blood Tempering Realm before the age of 20.
Because of Han Zhao’s outstanding performance, the expressions of his fellow disciples and brothers changed.
“Isn’t this bullying?!”
Someone immediately expressed their dissatisfaction.
Meng Zhi smiled faintly. “Junior Brother Han, don’t be afraid. I’ll only use the strength of the Bone Tempering Realm to fight you. I won’t bully you.”
Even without mobilizing his blood qi, just the basic strength of the Blood Tempering Realm was much stronger than the Bone Tempering Realm.
Of course, during the previous competition, Han Zhao was very careful from the beginning to the end, afraid that he would hurt someone if he used too much strength.
Now that Meng Zhi had appeared, it gave him a chance to leave.
It would be impolite to continue winning.
“Senior Brother Meng, please enlighten me.” Han Zhao smiled.
“Be careful!” After Meng Zhi sheathed his spear, he pounced forward and stabbed.
Clang, clang, clang!!
Han Zhao waved the saber in his hand airtight as if it had formed a saber net in front of him, blocking all of Meng Zhi’s moves.
“Senior Brother Han is mighty!”
“That’s amazing! ”
Before the disciples of the martial arts school could say anything, the female disciples of the other martial arts schools cheered for Han Zhao.
“Junior Brother Han!!!” Seeing this, Xu Ling gathered her hands and shouted at the top of her lungs, suppressing the voices of the female disciples.
Han Zhao was also stunned by her sudden shout.
Swoosh!
There was a sharp sound of air being torn apart. Meng Zhi suddenly accelerated and stabbed his spear at Han Zhao’s face.
As a genius disciple at the Blood Tempering Realm, he actually could not defeat Han Zhao with the strength of the same realm. This made him feel embarrassed, so he ignored the agreement just now and used a portion of his blood qi.
Clang!
When Han Zhao saw the momentum of his spear, he knew that the time had come. Immediately, he slashed at Meng Zhen’s spear tip, and the spear tip brushed past him.
Han Zhao also used the recoil to fly back. He naturally spread his arms and assumed the posture of a roc spreading its wings. The tip of his right foot gently tapped the ground, and his body floated seven to eight meters back.
“Clang!”
The moment he landed, Han Zhao carried the saber in his hand behind his back according to inertia. The scabbard tilted and he completed the saber sheath on his back. His body landed steadily beside Xu Ling.
“Junior Brother Han is so handsome… His movement technique!”
County Magistrate Wu Di’s daughter, Wu Shuang, exclaimed. However, her eyes were fixed on Han Zhao’s face.
Although the strong were respected in this world, if someone was as handsome as Junior Brother Han, it was acceptable that his strength was lower.
Moreover, her father was the strongest person in the city, and her brother was also a third Blood Qi Breakthrough expert, so martial strength was secondary to her.
This Junior Martial Brother Han had even lost so gracefully. It was really charming.
“Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother Meng.” Han Zhao cupped his fists and bowed to Meng Zhi.
“It’s good that I didn’t hurt Junior Brother Han.” Meng Zhi’s expression was a little ugly. He had clearly won, but looking at the expressions of the surrounding people, it was as if he had lost.
“You said that you would only use the strength of the Bone Tempering Realm.
Junior Brother Meng, you went back on your word, right?”
Zhao Yuantu, who was standing beside Lu Yi, walked into the field.
“It was an accident. I just didn’t expect Junior Brother Han to be so weak.” Meng Zhi’s expression darkened slightly. Then, he suddenly smiled and said, “Why don’t you fight me, Senior Brother Zhao? It should be fair, right?”
“This… alright!” Zhao Yuantu took out a black gold boxing glove and put it on.
As Zhang Tianwen had run off somewhere, Lu Yi called Zhao Yuantu over to prevent anyone from causing trouble.
“Junior Brother Meng, be careful.” Zhao Yuantu cupped his fists and attacked.
“Alright!” Meng Zhi laughed loudly. The blood qi in his entire body surged, and the arms exposed by his white short-sleeved clothes turned black. He used his full strength the moment he came up. “Take this move! Overlord Lifting Cauldron!”
The spear fell with lightning speed.
Zhao Yuantu originally thought that it was just a spar. He did not expect Meng Zhi to suddenly do this. At this moment, it was already too late for him to use his full strength.
He could only punch with all his might to receive this attack.
Bam!
Zhao Yuantu took three steps back before barely stabilizing himself. His arms could not help but tremble.
His fists were wrapped in black gold gloves, and one could see that they were black and red.
Meng Zhi stomped his spear on the ground, creating a small pit on the stone slab. Then, he cupped his fists and smiled. He said proudly, “Senior Brother Zhao, thank you for letting me win!”
Lu Yi frowned. He did not expect Meng Zhi to have such a bad temperament even though he was talented.
It was understandable that the young man was competitive, but it was really unbearable to play tricks in such a sparring match.
However, a loss was a loss. As a dignified Martial Master, it was impossible for him to personally participate.
Thinking of this, Lu Yi couldn’t help but glance at Han Zhao. With this kid’s saber talent, if he broke through to the Blood Tempering Realm, it shouldn’t be difficult for him to defeat Meng Zhi.
“Master Lu?” Han Zhao saw Lu Yi staring at him and winked at him. He had fulfilled his promise without discounting.
Seeing him like this, Lu Yi was both angry and amused. He turned to look at
Zhao Yuantu. “Long journey, are you alright?”
Zhao Yuantu shook his head at Lu Yi. He calmed the surging blood qi in his body and was about to attack again.
At this moment, Zhang Tianwen, who had not appeared, suddenly walked in from the entrance. Behind him were Xu Jin, Fang Hongyun, and the others.
“Junior Brother Meng, let me spar with you.”
Clang!
Zhang Tianwen jumped down from the steps, pulled out the long saber at his waist, and attacked Meng Zhi.
“Good timing!” Meng Zhi pulled out his spear and welcomed the attack..
