Chapter 821: The Second Battle

The heads of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect must have done many good deeds.

For any sect, if they could have such a genius as Zhang Fan in hundreds of years, they would be very happy inwardly.

It could be imagined that after today's battle, Zhang Fan the Mad Saber would gain fame across the world. He would become the most dazzling new star in the martial arts of the Human Clan and be adored and imitated by countless martial artists of the Human Clan. Numerous Human Clan sects would woo him.

As the saying goes, it took one ten years to sharpen a sword and its cutting edge had never been tried. But once the sword was unsheathed, the world would know the hero!

The most excited disciples in the crowd were those from the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect who were stunned by Zhang Fan's performance. The fact that such a peerless expert came from their sect meant that the status of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect would be greatly enhanced from now on. As long as they walked in the Northern Region wearing the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect's clothes, they would be treated respectfully and preferentially.

"This bastard! How can he hide so deeply!" Wang Juefeng, the cynical man, couldn't help but swear.

Although Wang Juefeng had long speculated that Zhang Fan made rapid progress and perhaps Zhang Fan had already surpassed him, it was beyond his imagination that Zhang Fang was so powerful.

It didn't make sense. They had practiced together in the past three years, and he had also studied the Supreme Kung Fu Devoted by Ten Emperors, however, why could Zhang Fan practice to such a realm. Ding Hao was already a blow to him. Now there was Zhang Fan who was not inferior to him at all. How could he, the former instructor keep his dignity?

There were examples of the student surpassed the teacher, which people took delight in talking about.

But now he was far surpassed by Zhang Fan, which was so miserable that one cannot bear seeing it. When others talked about it in the future, they would never flatter him in an envious tone. Instead, they would ask in a skeptical tone, "Is this cynical man with a beard the instructor of Ding Hao-the Saber and Sword Addict and Zhang Fan-the Mad Saber in the martial arts. He is so weak that he can't be fake, can he?"

"Meow. Is this stupid boy so powerful?" The Demon King, Evil Moon peered around beside Wang Juefeng and said in confusion, "It doesn't make sense. He's almost catching up with my human pet."

"Your human pet?" The cynical man was stunned.

"It's Little Chap Ding," said Evil Moon proudly.

Only then did the cynical man understand. He said disdainfully, "As far as I know, Little Chap Ding is your master? You lazy cat are the idiot raised by Little Chap Ding."

Evil Moon was furious, showing his pink little claws and his sharp nails which glinted with cold light. He said maliciously, "Stupid human, it seems that you still don't know how dramatically my strength has been improved in the past three years. Do you know that the Human Clan and the Demon Clan on Divine Central Continent will be scared to death when they hear my name? How dare you, a mediocre Martial Emperor, be arrogant in front of me?"

The cynical man became increasingly disdainful, reaching into his arms and taking out the little black puppy that was still sleeping soundly.

"Woof." The little dog licked Wang Juefeng's palm intimately and continued to sleep.

Since he knew the identity of the black puppy, Wang Juefeng had stolen a lot of magical herbs and precious medicine from the Divine Herb Garden of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect to feed him in the past few days in the hope of abducting it. Now, he got well along with this black puppy.

Seeing the black puppy, the smirk on Evil Moon's face became suddenly condensed, and then his expression immediately changed without any threat on its face. He looked very cute and stuck out his tongue to lick the shining claws and said with a smile, "You won't take what I said just now seriously, will you? Meow, it's just a joke. Our friendship is so strong. How can I scratch you?"

"Damn it, I should have stopped Ding Hao from taking this premature dog. Now this puppy has become my nemesis and I have no place now!"Evil Moon thought angrily in its heart.

Wang Juefeng said with a fake smile, "That's right. I knew you when you were still a young cat, and I watched you grow up."

Evil Moon could only endure the humiliation.

"Why is that?" Among the cheering crowd, the tall and thin young disciple in black from the Purple Spirit Sect was stunned.

He couldn't believe what he had seen.

The crushing power of the joint palms of the Ten Shadowy Totems was like a punishment from the Divine Realm. Even the Demon Saint of the Black Mountain, who was in the middle of the Demon Saint Realm, was ground into pieces like an ant and had no power to resist.

This kind of power and realm was beyond his imagination and understanding.

"We win, huh huh huh. We win. We win." Jin jumped up crazily. As a result, he jumped dozens of meters high, which scared him so much that he screamed and fell heavily into the crowd. The new strength in his body made him a little uncomfortable, but when he saw Zhang Fan win in the distance, he was so excited that he was almost speechless.

There were still many people cheering wildly around.

This victory was hard-won as well as unexpected. At the last moment, the Ten Shadowy Totems displayed by him were magnificent and formidable like a divine god, which got all the warriors' blood pumping and their bodies burning like flames. They were too thrilled because everyone knew that this battle had a great impact on the Human Clan.

Zhang Fan's victory meant that as long as they won one more Life-and-Death Arena in the next two, the Human Clan could win this battle because of two out of three match rule.

For the Human Clan in the Snow Province, Ding Hao, the Saber and Sword Addict, did not show up in the battle.

The martial artists in the Snow Province acknowledged Ding Hao more and had deeper feelings for him than that of Zhang Fan who amazed them after three years' silence. The martial arts miracles created by Ding Hao in the past almost made all martial artists in the Snow Province regard Ding Hao as the deity of martial arts in the Snow Province. A deity would never fail. Everyone was firmly convinced that as long as Ding Hao went out to fight, he would win.

Therefore, the Human Clan had grasped the chance of winning the arena.

More importantly, Zhang Fan's strength made the martial artists in Snow Province realize that in addition to Ding Hao, there was a new martial arts genius rising. In this precarious era, this was undoubtedly better than the victory in the arena.

Now it didn't matter even if they had to lose one of the rest two matches.

"Victory! Victory! The humans will win!" Someone couldn't wait to shout.

After a short therapy, Zhang Fan could stand by his own and Li Lan reminded him of greeting the crowd. When the Human Clan people saw Zhang Fan wave at him in the seating area of the Human Clan top masters, they almost fell into a crazy celebration. They had been bullied for so many days and the arrogant Demon Clan almost rode on their necks. Now, this unexpected victory was like a timely rain, which inspired everyone and swept away all their grievances.

Zhang Fan, the Mad Saber, would be famous all over the world from now on.

Zhang Fan would have a place in the new top masters of the Human Clan in the Northern Region.

On the contrary, the Demon Clan camp was a little dull and quiet.

Many Demon Clan experts still could not believe that such a genius as the Black Mountain Demon Emperor, who had once dominated the world, had been killed by an unknown Human Clan youth. If he had been killed by Ding Hao, the Saber and Sword Addict, they could barely accept it. After all, Ding Hao was a long-renown figure and also a genius that the high level of the Demon Clan paid attention to, but now...

Damn it!

The Human Clan had always been such an odd race. They had always been weak and they liked infighting. The bad characteristics of many low-level creatures could be seen vividly in this race, but every time all the creatures thought that Human Clan was about to be eliminated, there would always be one or two incredible Human Clan standing up and fighting alone.

Why could such a pathetic race with less population than the Deman Clan be saved by some extraordinary people at critical times?

At the center of the War God Square, the inscription masters of the Human Clan and the Demon Clan were seizing the time to repair the golden fighting arena.

People didn't expect that the first battle was so intense. Although the golden fighting ring was well supported, some parts of it were still damaged. Especially in the end, the Ten Shadowy Totems performed by Zhang Fan greatly damaged the golden fighting arena.

The unexpected result of the first battle shattered the Demon Clan's confidence in the three matches. The seemingly unsurprising match became confusing again.

In the second battle, would the Human Clan send Ding Hao, the most popular Saber and Sword Addict?

That was the biggest question in many people's minds.

For the Demon Clan, because of the death of the Demon Saint of the Black Mountain, this battle became extremely crucial.

Time passed slowly.

In the end, the golden fighting ring was repaired.

"The second battle starts now!"

The voice of the Human Clan's supreme master resounded between heaven and earth.

The experts of the two clans were instantly anxious again.

Who could it be?

The moment his voice fell, a bolt of red lightning flashed across the void above the Human Clan and instantly appeared on the golden fighting ring. Her lithe and graceful figure lit up people's eyes. However, it turned out that she was a white and gorgeous Martial Demigod. A huge phoenix-patterned sword box was beside her. The purple-red flame flickered and wrapped her whole body, emitting a hot and powerful aura.

"Who is she?" Many people wondered immediately.

The Martial Demigod was perfect. Her peerlessly beautiful face made many people dare not to look up at her. The long red hair fluttered in the wind as if it had blended with the purple-red flame breath. This beautiful picture made people feel that it was unreal.

Was this the Human Clan fighter?

"Not Ding Hao, the Saber and Sword Addict?"

"It's not Ding Hao?"

There was an uproar among the Demon Clan camp. So was the Human Clan camp. Many people did not know this beautiful Martial Demigod, so they could not confirm her identity. However, the supreme masters of the two clans who had been quietly watching the arena did not object, which meant that this Martial Demigod came from the Human Clan in the Northern Region.