The Sword God of the South

It's Too Late

Even the dream of the Old Traveler was never that the secret weapon that had raised his name, it could be torn down by a young man who was still green.

Though all this time, in the martial world there was rarely anyone who could fend off dozens of small black needles. Even if there were, there would not be many.

After all, those who were capable, would not be able to fend off all of his secret weapons. There will be at least one or two weapons that will penetrate the body.

It was unexpected, it turned out that the young swordsman was able to fend off all the secret weapons he threw earlier.

None of it penetrated his body!

For a moment, the Old Wander could only stand dumbfounded. There was no end to it he looked towards Zhang Fei and the dozens of falling needles.

Seeing this reality, he felt like he was dreaming.

Unfortunately, it was not all a dream! It's all real!

While on the other hand, once it had managed to fend off the dozens of secret weapons thrown by the Old Saddle, Zhang Fei immediately welcomed another two strikes.

His body spun rapidly avoiding the machete's back. It moves like the wind, it cannot be seen, it can only be felt.

A moment later, the young swordsman had been right in front of the enemy wielding a long whip.

Wutt!!!

The Sword of the God King was lifted. Zhang Fei instantly slashed at the thorny whip with lightning speed.

Three times his sword flashed, then the whip was already made into three pieces. Not stopping there alone, he resumed his attacks by sending out consecutive sword slashes that led to all the important points in the human body.

The attack was carried out with very precise timing and calculations. So that it can not be denied anymore, the opponent is made helpless by it.

Srett!!!

Fresh blood spurted into the air. The whip-armed misguided figure let out a sound like an animal being slaughtered when its neck was successfully slit by the Sword of the God King.

In the next second, he was still able to stare at Zhang Fei with a look of disbelief. A moment later, he collapsed onto the ground.

The incident just went very short. So that the remaining two enemies were unable to imagine how fast the young man's movements were.

"Fuck fuckin' bastard! I'll avenge my brother's death,"

One of the two Green Brothers Grasshoppers shouted loudly. He was very angry and devastated to see his brother killed in the blood.

The sharp shadow of the machete instantly filled the space. Eve machete seemed to have locked up the fighting arena.

Zhang Fei smiled coldly. Facing opponents who have been overcome by emotions, he actually appeared calmer than usual.

It is none other than because he is sure, everyone who has been controlled by his emotions, then the person must not be able to control himself. In any case, it would be like that.

Especially in the fight as it is now. Of course, as a result that person would not think about important things anymore.

Wutt!!! Wutt!!!

The cleaver came like a heavy rain in the spring. A flash of machete light is like a bolt of lightning that never stops.

That person's attack was really fast and ferocious. Unfortunately because he was already overwhelmed by emotions, then all the attacks seemed useless.

As great and as fast as he moved, Zhang Fei was still able to dodge it.

The young warrior did not retaliate much against the attack. He let his enemy attack until he was satisfied.

When he saw that the enemy was exhausted, Zhang Fei took action.

First he hunted ahead. The Sword of the God King was stretched out as if it was ready to pierce his chest. As soon as it arrived near the enemy, suddenly the sword flashed changed its movements.

The branch!!! The branch!!!

However, it only went for a moment. Not long.

About six moves later, the Sword of the God King again asked for a sacrifice.

The tip of the heirloom sword pierced through the heart of his enemy!

By the time the sword was removed, the person immediately collapsed to the ground in a lifeless condition.

During the course of the two-man fight, the Old Saddle was still standing at that spot. He no longer thinks of anyone else. He only thinks about himself. Especially ability.

Why could the young man withstand his attack? Had his ability in terms of throwing secret weapons, had decreased drastically?

But if you think about it further, it seems too unlikely. Moreover, not too long ago, he had managed to kill several enemies at once just by relying on his needle.

So, which is right? He who looked down too much, or was that young man who was too great?

"Old Wander, what are you thinking?" zhang Fei asked as he looked at his face.

"I was thinking about my own abilities," he replied in a surprised tone.

"Oh?"

"I'm just wondering, why are you able to fend off all those black needles? In fact, not many warriors were able to fend it off. Especially at that time your situation was unfavorable,"

The Old Traveler still remembered Zhang Fei's situation. He was facing three attacks at once. All of them are dangerous attacks that can take a human life without blinking.

He himself thought that if he was in that position, maybe he could not survive.

But why was the young man just the opposite?

"That's because I've calculated everything. In a way, everything that happened is, actually because of you alone," Zhang Fei replied calmly.

"Why could that be?"

"Because you've made a mistake,"

"What mistake?"

"You look down on me too much,"

"But that was just at the beginning. After seeing how you fought before, the three of us agreed to bring out all abilities,"

"It's true, but it's too late. Because when you decided to take things seriously, I thought about it all. Including measuring your abilities, and how best to deal with you,"

Hearing the explanation, the Old Traveler was immediately glued to the spot. Long enough to keep his mouth shut.

What Zhang Fei said made a lot of sense. He himself began to realize this.

"You're right. It's too late,"

He suddenly walked with slow steps towards Zhang Fei. The Old Traveler regretted his actions and wanted to apologize.

The young man himself did not give any reaction. He only noticed what the old man was doing.

"I'm sorry. I'm really ashamed to be an old-fashioned figure who turns out to be defeated by a younger generation like you" he said as he continued walking towards Zhang Fei.

The distance between the two of them was getting closer. Once the remaining distance was only one step away, suddenly the Old Saddle took an action that no one had ever expected.

Wutt!!!

For the second time, the invasion of the secret weapon back he unleashed towards Zhang Fei at full force.

Although most of his power was gone, but within such a close distance, it felt impossible if the target could save him.