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"I will avenge you.

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nZhao Luo said in a loud voice while looking at Senior Cutie.

nA smile appeared on the tsundere Senior Cutie who had been more of a spectator since the beginning of the third part of the tournament.

n 2nd qualified disciple, Zhao Luo vs 8th ranked disciple, Fu Tian.

nThe elder announced before the tournament could be delayed even more.

nThe 8th ranked disciple jumped on the stage as he came to answer Zhao Luo's challenge.

nBut before the fight could start he turned around while waving his hand at the spectators.

nFu Tian was handsome, even more than Zhao Luo who was already close to perfecting the word 'handsome' itself.

nThus Fu Tian had many cheerers and he did this to let them know how much he appreciated them.

nJust after Fu Tian waved his hands at the crowd, many spectators started cheering for him.

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"Fu Tian.

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"Fu Tian.

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"Fu Tian.

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nWith this most of the crowd was already with Fu Tian but that wasn't the end.

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"I have already got more people supporting me... So why don't you hand over the princess to me too once you lose?

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nFu Tian said to Zhao Luo while looking confident as though he had already won the fight.

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"Do you think she is a belonging that I can pass to anyone who defeats me?

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nZhao Luo questioned in return as he couldn't help but argue with Fu Tian's hateful comment.

nFu Tian looked a little shocked as he didn't know that Zhao Luo would react like this.

n'I am not even interested in your girl.'

nFu Tian thought as his question was just to mess up with Zhao Luo's mind before their fight started.

n'This tactic had worked on the injured Senior Cutie too but I guess this guy is a little better.'

nHe wondered while looking at Zhao Luo with wide eyes and then answered Zhao Luo's question.

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"Even if she isn't a belonging yet, she will be, once you lose to me.

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nFu Tian said coldly from under his breath so that only Zhao Luo could hear such low blows.

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"You will regret it.

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nZhao Luo told Fu Tian and that is also when the elder gave them the signal.

n Start

nRight when the elder announced the start of the battle, Zhao Luo lowered his body and raised his heel.

nFu Tian was on his guard. He raised his hands as he noticed the change in Zhao Luo's movements and squinted his eyes to keep a track of any other change in Zhao Luo.

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"Half Walk.

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nZhao Luo took a step forward and disappeared from his spot.

n'What?'

nFu Tian was shocked as he couldn't follow up with Zhao Luo's movement even though his eyes were hovering over him just a moment ago.

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"Where did he go?

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nFh Tian muttered while looking at the sides and at the same instant a hand grabbed his neck.

nZhao Luo had appeared on Fu Tian's right side and had already grabbed him by the neck.

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"Looking for me...

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nZhao Luo whispered into Fu Tian's ear and pulled back his fist.

nWhile Zhao Luo's fist was coming at his face, Fu Tian squirmed around like a lizard as he tried to escape Zhao Luo's hand lock on his neck but to no use.

n'Boom'

nZhao Luo's fist landed on Fu Tian's face clearly without any resistance from the trembling Fu Tian.

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"1

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n'Boom.'

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"2.

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nZhao Luo's fist landed again on Fu Tian's face right at the same spot as before and along with it, Zhao Luo's voice entered his ears.

n'Agh.'

nA painful moaning sound came out of Fu Tian's mouth but then another fist landed on his face.

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"3.

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nZhao Luo counted again.

nHis fist hadn't missed the mark.

nJust like the earlier fists, this one also landed below the eyes of Fu Tian and ended at his lower lip thus Zhao Luo's fist covered the nose and the mouth of Fu Tian.

nIn just three fists, Fu Tian's face was bashed in.

nThis was the eighth-ranked disciple mong the top hundred disciples of the Outer Hall and he was being treated like absolute trash by Zhao Luo.

nWhile Zhao Luo looked like he wasn't even trying.

nFu Tian slowly opened his eyes as blood flowed out from his nose and mouth.

nHe couldn't feel his jaw not his teeth as his tongue had gone numb by the shockwave produced by each of the punches thrown at him by Zhao Luo.

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"One was for bullying Senior Brother Cutie.

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"Second was for talking trash about little sister Mo Anna.

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"Third was for acting all smug in front of me.

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nZhao Luo pulled back his fist for the fourth time as he continued telling Fu Tian his mistake.

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"Fourth is...because I am still not done with you.

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nZhao Luo told Fu Tian with a smile on his face as though he was bringing justice on him for all the stupid things he had done.

nLooking at Zhao Luo's fist zooming in on his face for the fourth time, Fu Tian felt something hot and wet leaking between his legs as he hurriedly shouted.

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"I GIVE UP.

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"Stop.

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nThe elder also commanded causing Zhao Luo to stop his fist right before Fu Tian's eyes.

nStaring at the fist which looked as big as a mountain caused Fu Tian to fall senseless after Zhao Luo released his grab on Fu Tian's neck.

n'Drop.'

n'Drop.'

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"Hmph.

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nZhao Luo felt disgusted by Fu Tian who couldn't even fight back at all, not to mentions going as far as putting up a decent fight.

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"All talk, no bite.

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nZhao Luo said his last words before walking away from Fu Tian and his piss which was dropping out of the robe.

n The winner of the battle is Zhao Luo and he has advanced to the 8th rank

nThe Elder announced snapping everyone out of their stunned state.

nEverything had happened in thirty seconds.

nZhao Luo had easily smashed the face of one of the top ten disciples in half of a minute.

nThe crowd started going mad after seeing Zhao Luo's strength which had overwhelmed his opponent.

nThe elder looked at the reaction of the crowd and he, himself was also shocked just like them, otherwise, he would have stopped the fight at Zhao Luo's second punch.

nLooking back at Zhao Luo, the elder questioned him.

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"Will you continue the challenge?

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