The Sword God of the South

Duel on the Roof

Zhang Fei did not immediately reply. Now he himself is confused. Not because of fear, but because he does not want to create new problems.

To him, the series of sword moves in the Book of Sword Gods were deadly. All of those moves can't be messed with. Moreover, his heirloom sword, the heritage sword that had become the target of the martial people always asked for victims if removed from the sheath.

And Zhang Fei didn't want to do it. Not because he feels himself great, but on the one hand, he himself believes he can and can defeat him.

He thought long enough. There are a few things to consider carefully.

He was unwilling to kill Luo Sun, let alone his young age. His future is long. Even not impossible anyway, the martial world needs young warriors like him. If indeed it comes from a white or straight stream.

But on the other hand, if Zhang Fei did not accept the challenge, then he had indirectly lost face. Losing self-esteem.

As we have often said before, for martial people like them, self-esteem is very important. More important than his own life.

So, which choice should he make? Does he have to accept the challenge? Or reject it for all sorts of reasons?

"Zhang Fei, why are you quiet? Are you afraid, and do not dare to face me? Hemm ... then, it means that the news spread is just nonsense," Luo Sun said after she had been silent for a long time.

Hearing those words, Zhang Fei immediately felt his blood boiling. He can't just accept that.

"Fearful? Why should I be afraid of you? I'm not afraid to face you, I'm just afraid that after defeating you, it will add new problems" he said with a cold smile.

"Don't worry, my arrival here is purely out of my own desire. No other people's interference,"

"Oh, really?"

"Of course," Luo Sun returned Zhang Fei's cold smile. "So how dare you accept my challenge?"

"good. I accept it, when are we going to fight?"

"Now,"

"Where?"

"Here," Luo Sun replied as he pointed at the ground he was stepping on.

Zhang Fei was silent for a moment. He looked over and there. Incidentally, he saw there was a wuwungan (roof) that was quite wide. It was not far from where they were standing now.

"Sir, is that the roof of the temple?" zhang Fei asked as he glanced at the Shadowless Arak God.

"really. It's a temple that has been unused for a long time" he replied while nodding.

"Alright," Zhang Fei turned his head back towards Luo Sun. "How about we fight on that temple?" he asked while pointing to the place in question.

Luo Sun also looked. He himself was a little surprised, he did not expect that the person he challenged would invite to fight in such a place.

"Hows it? You don't dare?" Zhang Fei spoke again with sharp innuendo.

"Who said? Of course I'm brave," Luo Sun said.

Two pairs of eyes looked at each other. An invisible spark of fire soon occurred.

"Then, let's get there right away," said the Shadowless God of Arak.

They then walked together towards the abandoned temple. Because the distance is not too far, then only briefly they have arrived at their destination.

A short while later, Zhang Fei and Luo Sun had already ascended to the top of the wuwungan. They were only separated in a distance of about seven steps.

Two Grandfathers of the Persilatan World watched the duel from a wuwungan that was quite far away. They did not obstruct the intentions of the two young warriors.

Not because they do not care, but because they themselves understand how cruel and harsh life is in the martial world. Moreover, both of them have also gone through all these things.

Currently, the two young warriors were already in a ready state. Each of them stayed waiting for the command of the Shadowless Arak God.

"Start!"

Finally the long-awaited command was heard. Right at that moment, the two young warriors instantly moved very quickly in the opposite direction.

Wutt!!! Wutt!!!

The bluish and reddish shadows had already shot out as fast as lightning. In the right hand both of them were already clutched in a sword that need not be doubted its sharpness.

The branch!!!

The first collision happened. The sparks were instantly carried away by the night wind.

Both of them thicken each of the opponent's weapons. Not long after, they returned to attack.

Luo Sun had already started to draw out his sword stance. The sword was very simple. In fact, there is no variation or development in every movement.

But even though it was like that, the simple sword style actually looked even more deadly. Because every point he was after was the most dangerous point in the human body.

Luo Sun's heirloom sword flashed swiftly carrying an unstoppable sword air. The glittering white radiance that formed the reanglala immediately enveloped Zhang Fei's entire body.

He continued to attack while looking for the opponent's weak point.

In on that, Zhang Fei also did not want to mess around. Moreover, from the beginning he already knew that this Luo Sun was actually not an ordinary young swordsman. The ability he possessed must have been above average from warriors his age.

Otherwise, how could he possibly dare to come from far away and undertake an open challenge?

Yush!!! Wutt!!! Wutt!!!

The Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique was already his title with the exertion of five parts.

A fight between them soon ensued. The young swordsman's fight was getting more exciting and fierce. The fire never stopped. As well as the impact of a loud noise that never ends.

Zhang Fei's body movements were getting faster. So too with his sword.

Luo Sun increased his energy and concentration. He immediately brought out another more powerful sword style.

The duel between them was amazing. Even to the point of making two martial World Grandfathers who were there.

A dozen moves have passed. Their movements increasingly could not be seen with the naked eye.

The branch!!!

The loudest clash of all the previous collisions suddenly sounded. The clash happened right after the fight lasted for thirty moves.

The two young warriors involved instantly stopped their respective movements.

There, Zhang Fei was standing upright like a spear that was thrust deeply into the bottom of the earth. The Sword of the God King was extended forward, right in Luo Sun's throat. The distance between the sword and the neck was already very close. Maybe just half a finger.

While Luo Sun himself, now he was in a state of sitting. His heirloom sword fell right on the side.

"You're losing!" zhang Fei said in a cold tone.

As he said, he immediately pulled back his sword and put it back into the sheath.

"Tonight, I have broken the custom of my sword which always asks the victim if it is pulled out" he continued. "Now go,"

Zhang Fei instantly turned his body and walked towards the two Profound World Elders.