HPDBC Chapter 125 Three Worlds folding fist
Chapter 125 Three Worlds folding fist
Leon and Han Zhang were currently locked in an intense clash in the arena; the two of them left countless sword marks on the ground with their attacks, and the sounds of their sword clashing were piercing.
Leon frowned as he dodged Han Zhang's slash that passed right in front of his eyes before lifting his left foot to dodge Han Zhang's leg sweep, he then jumped back to gain some distance from Han Zhang.
The soldier stood expressionlessly and gazed at Leon with cold narrowed eyes.
Leon's eyes also narrowed as he looked back at Han Zhang. His hair was a mess with many strands missing; they had been trimmed off by Han Zhang during their fight; they had been fighting for several minutes, and Leon was starting to realize that there was a problem.
Han Zhang wasn't fighting like this was a normal duel! Although the red-haired soldier had tried to hide it, Leon was able to sense the killing intent in each of his attacks; this guy was trying to kill him!
This made Leon raise his guard to the maximum and fight with his all, but it still seemed to not be enough to deal with Han Zhang; the latter was able to mix different attacks effortlessly and switch between combat styles at will.
This was a heavy problem for Leon, who had not been in many fights; he had found himself in tricky situations a couple of times during their fight and had to sacrifice his hair to escape.
But this did not mean that he was completely helpless.
Looking at Han Zhang, one could see the numerous scratches and dents on his armor; these were the results of Leon's all-out attacks; he was only unable to deal serious damage because this armor had a protective formation on it.
"Since you're trying to get me killed, don't blame me for returning the favor," Leon muttered under his breath, some strands of white hair covering a part of his face.
Leon might dislike fighting and try avoiding it most of the time, but he wasn't one to overlook an attempt on his life.
He always repaid grudges!
Han Zhang swerved over again, using footwork that made it look like he was about to fall but was flying above the ground at the same time.
Leon entered a stance and dashed toward him, the two of them stretching out their swords and preparing to attack.
Twenty meters...
Fifteen meters...
Ten meters...
Five meters...
Immediately after they got close, the two of them launched their attacks.
Han Zhang stomped on the ground and shot into the air before swinging down, he used a technique that Leon had not seen before.
Immediately after his swing, it was as if a sea of blades covered the sky and a grand warrior in an imperial robe stood behind them with a tablet in his hand.
Boom!!
BOOM!!
The ground shook, and snow and concrete were sent flying everywhere after Han Zhang's hands slammed into the ground.
Swoosh!!
Right after the small explosion caused by Han Zhang, Leon's fist came tearing through the wind. Han Zhang's eyes widened and he looked over through the corner of his eyes while trying to move his body at the same time, but he wasn't fast enough.
Bang!!
Leon's fist ruthlessly smashed into the side of Han Zhang's armor.
Bang! Bang!
Two more explosive sounds rang out before Han Zhang was blown away like a broken doll.
He crashed into the floor of the arena and destroyed a part of it before crashing into the ground like a comet.
For a moment, the entire place was silent and only the sound of passing wind could be heard.
Everyone stared at the place where Han Zhang had crashed with shocked faces; the guy didn't move for a long time.
"You cheated, how dare you?!"
A thunderous voice suddenly echoed through the arena and a powerful pressure burst out, sending shockwaves in all directions.
It was the General. His face was twisted into a hideous expression, and his eyes showed killing intent; he jumped into the air and shot toward Leon in the arena; his speed was so fast that Leon didn't even catch his shadow with his eyes.
"Don't you dare!"
Another voice sounded as a second powerful pressure burst out from the other side of the arena and another figure shot toward Leon.
BAM!
A powerful clash that rocked the arena and the ground of the Falcon sect thundered in front of Leon and sent him flying away.
He was caught by a pair of soft arms and a soft sensation pressed against his back.
'Who?' Leon thought, but a nice scent soon entered his nose, and he instantly knew who was holding him.
It was Bai Quing. Continue reading on My Virtual Library Empire
"Don't worry, Master will settle things from here." Bai Quing whispered into Leon's ears