Chapter 0015

The audience's voices broke as Zhou Fu shouted his promise of victory. Zhou Fu's arrogance wrought out the bets made by the audience even more crowded. If it is Wang Ling who is competing, the audience is usually reluctant to place bets because Wang Ling has actually won hundreds or thousands of times in the last ten years. The moment of guessing which warrior will be the winner in the arena is usually only done by spectators in ordinary matches.

But, that day is different. Zhou Fu's total self-confidence made a few people feel optimistic about him as well. Even though the spectators started to place bets, the majority of votes were still on Wang Ling's side.

“Uncle Wang Ling, where are you? Does that mean you're scared of me?" Zhou Fu shouted towards the opponent's entrance. It was only natural for Zhou Fu to shout at his enemy who didn't show up, because in fact he had waited about ten minutes in vain.

The sound of heavy laughter was heard loudly and was greeted with boisterous crowds surrounding the arena.

“Brother Wan! Brother Wan! Beat the Kid! Kill the challenger!” The audience cheered at the sound of laughter that seemed to belong to Wan Ling.

Sure enough, a big tall man with a thick mustache and beard entered the arena. The man's facial line is firm with the addition of straight eyebrows that rise to the side, giving the impression that the man is fierce. Judging from his face, people guessed that Wang Ling was a swordsman who had just turned 50. Regarding how old Wang Ling really was, no one knew for sure.

According to Zhou Fu's observations, Wang Ling's quality was indeed far different from Tang Quwo's. At least Zhou Fu was sure that he could win over Tang Quwo by just relying on one finger or a flick of a small pebble. As for defeating Wang Ling, Zhou Fu estimated that he only needed one hand. No more.

“Ha ha ha… How is this, my enemy is actually a snotty brat! Haven't you woken up yet, Kid?" Wang Ling stepped closer to Zhou Fu while twisting his thick beard.

"No, Uncle. I had a good night's sleep last night and I'm ready to compete at this point,” Zhou Fu bowed in a junior salute to seniors.

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

"Sorry uncle, can we just start the match?" Zhou Fu loosened his hands, he wanted to give one single punch and win after that.

"Oh, it's interesting what you said. By the way, I heard you don't have a dime? That means, the payment for my victory is yourself, do you understand the rules?” Wang Ling, as a good senior tried to remind his little enemy.

"Certainly! For my winnings, my partner told me how much is the gift. I guess that's too much for me, I can share a little with you later."

"Ha ha ha!!!" the audience and Wang Ling burst out laughing. Wang Ling also asked the match referee to read out the rules of the game.

The match started. Wang Ling stretched his right hand forward, giving Zhou Fu permission to show himself first. Without wasting time, Zhou Fu smiled triumphantly.

“Shadow Blow!!!”

Zhou Fu shot out using 20% ​​of his strength. 20% of Zhou Fu's shadow punch power once shook a mountain on Youhi Island causing it to erupt prematurely.

Whosss!

A gust of wind seemed to hit Zhou Fu's face, at the same time Zhou felt the power in his fist shrink from 20% to 0%. No power at all.

Pukkk!!!

"You think this is child's play, huh?" Wang Ling's hand, which was one and a half times bigger than Zhou Fu's, was easily able to catch Zhou Fu's belting.

Impossible!

Zhou Fu stuttered in confusion because he had never experienced an event of exhaustion during a match. The audience who saw Zhou Fu's confusion, burst into laughter and at the same time made their jokes clearer.

Zhou Fu repeated his moves, but just as the same, all of his moves could be parried or accepted by Wang Ling very easily. Like a father who is serving a small child playing toss. Wang Ling enjoyed the confusion on his enemy's face. The audience applauded for Wang Ling, who didn't even move his legs an inch.

Zhou Fu took a step back. He was sure something was wrong. But it was too early to accuse his enemy. Zhou Fu also devised a strategy to prove his suspicions, both to the audience and to himself.

Zhou Fu shot forward again, this time he didn't give an attack or a hit but his hand tugged at Wang Ling's cloak with all his might so that the cloak flew into the air.

Now everyone can see Wang Ling's broad and muscular chest. Seeing Wang Ling's upper body which was not covered by a single cloth, Zhou Fu shook his head in confusion. His suspicions were unfounded. Zhou Fu scanned his enemy's entire body, still he didn't find anything suspicious.

Li Xian once told Zhou Fu that one day, if Zhou Fu fought with someone and something strange happened, then there is a possibility that Zhou Fu's enemy would use heirlooms. Since childhood Zhou Fu had never known heirlooms, but Li Xian's grandfather had explained a lot about heirlooms.

“What do you want to find, little boy? Ha ha ha!"

Instead of answering, Zhou Fu smiled broadly at Wang Ling's answer. No. It turned out that Zhou Fu's smile was for something else.

Seeing Zhou Fu's triumphant expression even though 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 Wang Ling didn't attack for a while before, now he wanted to end the game immediately. He was waiting for Zhou Fu to attack.

Zhou Fu started to realize something. Wang Ling had always been 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 move, but this time he only used 10% of his strength. And, just like before, the wind blew along with the loss of his strength. However, before his punch landed on Wang Ling's body, Zhou Fu made a maneuver so that his movement confused everyone. Because, Zhou Fu looked like he was hitting the wind through.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH….. AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH…..” Suddenly, there was a loud scream from somewhere in the audience seat.

The screams were loud enough to make the entire audience comb all sides to find the source of the sound. Everyone was noisy because the screams continued to be heard repeatedly and were greeted by the atmosphere around the match arena becoming unfavorable. Zhou Fu took advantage of this to finish off Wang Ling.

"Now, let's play seriously, Uncle Wang Ling!" Zhou Fu smiled slyly and tried to ignore the scream he heard. Wang Ling realized Zhou Fu's tactics and he began to feel that his safety was in danger. Wang Ling made a quick move to escape from the arena but Zhou Fu swiftly caught him.

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

"Feel this!" Zhou Fu retracted his elbows to prepare to strike, his fists clenched tightly and a punch he landed right on Wang Ling's right cheek. Wang Ling fell to the ground with a single punch.

“Sigh, even though it only contains half a percent of my strength! Ha ha ha! I win!!!"

Zhou Fu shouted loudly to make the crowd's commotion stop. The screams that had been heard before suddenly stopped. In the far right corner, a beautiful woman was waving at Zhou Fu and Zhou Fu nodded with a smile as thankfulness to her. The girl who scream loudly.

Yes, the scream was none other than Shen Shen's voice. Shen Shen shouted in the crowd of male audience that her clothes had a centipede in it. Of course the audience was confused and at the same time enjoyed the sight of a woman writhing in confusion because an animal had infiltrated her clothes.

Shen Shen did this to disrupt the concentration of one of the Taoqi gang who was acting suspiciously. Shen Shen is indeed a woman who is perceptive and conscientious, while watching the match, she also sensed that something was wrong in the arena. Shen Shen also understood, Zhou Fu's act of forcibly tearing Wang Ling's robes was to find the whereabouts of the secret relic that might be stuck to his body.

However, it turns out that Wang Ling's body is sterile from any heirlooms. This made Shen Shen take the initiative to find people who might interfere in the match. And that's when Shen Shen gave a signal to Zhou Fu and Zhou Fu understood the signal that 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 make fun of him.

"Uncle, if you want to survive, immediately hands over my prize and adds to the heirlooms brought by your men!"

Wang Ling didn't flinch. His victory over the past ten years was indeed helped by an heirloom of power-sucking in the form of a small jug. Although Wang Ling also has decent martial arts skills, he prefers to use fast methods to defeat the enemy.

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

"No! It is an insult to you, Uncle. If you want to win the match, you should at least train more seriously!” Zhou Fu reached out to Wang Ling, a chivalrous gesture that Wang Ling had encountered for the first time. Wang Ling accepted Zhou Fu's outstretched hand and got up, because there really was no other choice.

***

Zhou Fu and Shen Shen came out of the Douzheng Arena with happy faces. They got a lot of money and an heirloom which was very useful 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 be whining and begging in front of the guards!” Zhou Fu answered briefly, he was not really interested in Shen Shen's question.

Shen Shen was a little disappointed that Zhou Fu was not surprised by her question.