"Arguing is pointless. Since none of us will abandon our plans, we'll just have to fight." Zheng Fan looked perfectly calm, but the keen edge of the Night Dawn Sword pointed straight at Fighter Taurusmon.
Zheng Fan was, of course, a reasonable man. But in this world, reason could only resolve problems between those truly closest to one another. At all other times, strength was ultimately what earned a person the right to speak.
"Even if you defeat me, there are other fighters behind me, and our god, Lord Azulongmon. What will defeating me accomplish?" Fighter Taurusmon said in a low voice. Speaking of defeat before fighting was not a fighter's style, but the instant Zheng Fan took hold of the Night Dawn Sword, the aura of a superior being-a Mega-had already pressed down on Fighter Taurusmon so heavily that he could barely breathe. And that was only because Zheng Fan respected his opponent and had not fully unleashed Ancestor Angemon's aura. What Fighter Taurusmon sensed was merely the protective power Cupimon naturally generated while asleep.
"Since you've put it that way, I won't bully you. Take one strike from my sword, then go back and tell Azulongmon not to bother sending Digimon into the human world if they aren't strong enough." Zheng Fan laughed loudly. His sword's momentum reached its peak, and he immediately unleashed a strike.
In terms of raw strength, Zheng Fan was actually weaker than an Ultimate Digimon. Although Fighter Taurusmon had evolved into an Ultimate through special means, his sheer power was still enough to overwhelm Zheng Fan. But Zheng Fan's abilities did not depend entirely on strength. His exquisite sword forms, techniques, and dances were his means of fighting enemies, while his endless secret arts could greatly increase his strength for brief periods. Back