Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 88: Come Tub Hero
"Young master, other than weapons there are no valuables on their bodies. Presumably true news spread, the first prince's army is required to hand over their valuables." Ciu San threw away the corpse of the old man, he had examined everyone around him and found none of the valuables.
Zhou Fan glanced over while keeping his spear. "For now don't think about it, maybe at this time some groups are facing problems considering the strength of the first prince's army that is not playing games."
"Wait for young master, I got a signal." Zhi Long focused his hearing.
Zhou Fan undoes his footsteps, he has given a whistle to each group, if in a problem they can blow it.
The sound produced cannot be heard by ordinary people, this is because it has a higher frequency than the frequency of sound waves in general.
Zhi Long had such good hearing, he could catch the sound and the resulting waves would be his navigation in finding the place where the whistle was rung.
"It looks like this is group one, coming from the left direction, a distance of ten kilometers." Zhi Long looked at Zhou Fan, who without saying much immediately shot towards the direction being said.
"Senior Ni, he is in group one, besides there are elders from various clans. It seems like the opponent faced is not easy." Zhou Fan quickened his footsteps, he jumped from the roof to the roof.
"I'll go first, follow from behind." Zhou Fan could not wait for the Two Twin Axes who were at a speed lower than him, with Zhou Jim he shot straight ahead.
In just some time, Zhou Fan had covered a distance of ten kilometers. He should have been at the place Zhi Long meant by now, but there was not a single person in sight.
Auk...
Zhou Jim barked and sniffed a torn piece of clothing. When Zhou Fan grabbed it, the colors and motifs on the cloth were not foreign.
"Mistake no mistake, this is Senior Ni's!" Accidentally Zhou Fan's eyes headed towards a trail of blood, the blood was not simple, it seemed to be heading towards one of the buildings.
"Jim, you stay here. When the two brothers come, bring them to me." After saying Zhou Fan followed a trail of blood with his hand still holding a tear of clothes that he assumed belonged to Ni Quero.
The trail of blood led him to one of the buildings, he entered following the trail of blood that was seen more and more clearly.
Zhou Fan stopped in the middle of a room, the trail of blood did not continue, making his forehead constrict. With a heart he stepped, but when his feet rested on the floor without a trace of blood, the floor suddenly shifted and opened a fairly wide square hole.
Zhou Fan fell and the floor closed again, but he did not fall too down, probably only two meters because his head almost touched the floor above him.
"Traps?" Zhou Fan circulated a glance, he was not like he was in a trap, because this underground room was not too dark.
"Blood scent?!" Zhou Fan put away his legs, he could see the blood pooling under where he stood.
Zhou Fan walked down the underground passageway, he wanted to find out who was inside the basement by following where the blood trail took him.
It seemed like there were several people in a wounded state, as the traces of blood that existed were too far away to be said from the same one body.
Once again Zhou Fan stopped, he sensed something was approaching towards him, and the direction was coming from the right side.
Wosh's...
A BLAR!
Luckily Zhou Fan had pulled his body to the left, or did not know what his body would be like because of the explosion.
Simultaneously five people came out with a machete and a sword. But when they looked closer and saw for themselves the face of the figure before them, they spontaneously lowered their weapons.
"Junior, I guess it's the first prince's army. Didn't think it was you." Ni Quero walked while holding the injured left arm.
"Initially there was only one group, but after they were defeated, three groups came together. On the enemy side were ten senior fighters, which overwhelmed us and forced us to flee. Only five people remain." Ni Quero explained guiltily.
Zhou Fan thought, not only did he get an ambush, but also group one. It seemed like this was no coincidence, it seemed like each group had one bond with the other, when getting an ambush, the group that got the news would come carrying two other three groups.
Damnit damnit!
Zhou Fan recalled if there were three other groups still doing their duty, but it was likely that they would also face a siege like the one he had and also group one experienced.
With that consideration Zhou Fan returned to the top, the five people did not come because the circumstances outside could not be said to be safe.
"Senior Ni, you must stay here for some time, with your situation too risky to follow me." Ni Quero glanced at the four people behind him, nodding.
"Here are some recovery pills, at least enough to help you recover." Zhou Fan gave two bottles containing the election pill.
Ni Quero looked at the bottle in his hand, when opening the bottle cover his eyes slightly widened because the recovery pill was a tenth level pill.
"I'll go, don't come out until you feel capable." Zhou Fan darted away leaving the five people.
Ni Quero sighed, he then threw one of the bottles at the old man beside him. "We go back down, we have to recover soon."
While Zhou Fan, when he had just come out he passed Zhou Jim who was driving the Two Twin Axes.
"Young master, it seems like the other groups are also facing problems, several times they give signals." Zhi Long just came straight to deliver the news.
Zhou Fan nodded, he had already guessed that this would happen. "You two help group four, while I'll go towards group two and three to be. Jim you're with them."
After saying Zhou Fan darted away westward, while the Two Twin Ships were eastward with Zhou Jim running no less nimble than them.
Zhou Fan continued to run, jumping from roof to roof as if into his new routine.
While darting the young man was ceaselessly looking around, but in fact there was nothing he could get from the results of observation.
About three minutes he was already within range of the territory of group two, when he heard the sound of a fight, he quickly approached.
Tranks...
Zhou Fan could see clearly, if the group of two were within the confines of the first two princely army groups. Unwilling to waste time, Zhou Fan jumped down.
Blars!
When his foot stepped on, the ground was like water being hit by a rock, the lump of earth seemed to move and made the two sides take several steps back.
"General!"
A dozen people exclaimed with excitement, it was unexpected to urge their army chief to come so fiercely.
Zhou Fan glanced back, even though some of them were senior fighters, it was still injured.
"You can recover, for them ...." Zhou Fan turned his gaze forward. "Let me handle it!"