The Sword God of the South

Three Groups

Luo Sun did not leave immediately. He's still there. It's still in its original position.

The young warrior was still dumb. He was really shocked and unexpected. Shocked by Zhang Fei's already extremely high swordsmanship, and did not expect that person would forgive him.

"Wait a minute!" he said suddenly.

Zhang Fei who at that moment had not walked far away, suddenly stopped his steps after hearing it.

"What else is it?" ask without turning the body.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

Luo Sun was really curious about this. Though at the beginning, both of them had agreed that the duel would end if one of the parties was killed.

Who is beautiful, the end of the duel even no casualties.

Both are alive. Life without injuries.

"Because you don't deserve me to kill yet," Zhang Fei replied coldly.

"Why? Is it because my sword science still loses to you? Or is it because you think I'm too weak?"

Instantly Luo Sun's anger was instantly provoked. At that very moment he stood up while grasping his sword in his right hand.

"No, that's not my reason" Zhang Fei said, shaking his head several times.

"Then why?"

"You don't deserve me to kill, because in your heart is still ingrained goodness. I just hope that you can use your swordsmanship to quell evil and help restore the glory of our martial world,"

The young man did not speak anymore. He began to continue his steps. He walked towards the Shadowless Arak God and the Strange Old Man Tionggoan with slow steps.

On the roof of the former duel earlier, Luo Sun still stood sculpting. He continued to look at Zhang Fei with a look of disbelief.

He had been in such a state for a long time. At first glance, he does not look like a human. Except as a statue.

Meanwhile, right at the peak of the duel between the two young warriors, the Shadowless Arak God spoke to the companions standing by his side.

"Two bangka, who is that young man really? Why would he be able to master the series of moves from the Book of Sword Gods? Why else would he have the Sword of the God King?"

The old man looked at his best friend with probing eyes. He was really curious about that.

As an old generation figure who has a lot of experience, of course the Shadowless God Arak knows about it. Only, he did not want to act rashly. Especially after knowing that the young man had traveled with his best friend.

"You still remember the famous Zhang Family in the martial world?" ask the Strange Old Man Tionggoan without turning his head. His eyes were still fixed on the duel that was running very exciting.

"Of course I remember,"

"good. And you haven't forgotten, have you, to Zhang Xin's Lightning Sword?"

"How could I possibly forget a figure like her?"

"Well, then introduce, he is the sole heir of the Lightning Sword, as well as the successor of the Zhang Family," he explained slowly.

"So the young man is ..."

"If you know, you better shut up. I ask you to close this secret. Because now is not the right time to open the background. I'm afraid he'll be in danger, later,"

"Hemm, okay. I got it,"

The conversation between them only got there. Right now the mind of the Shadowless Arak God was feeling all sorts of feelings.

There is a sense of surprise, pleasure, pride, and certainly not expecting.

But in spite of all that, what was clear at this moment arose a new hope in his heart.

Especially after the two of them witnessed Zhang Fei's attitude at the moment he finished the duel.

"The boy really inherited his father's stoutness" said Shadowless God Arak.

"really. And he also represented the White Dragon Swordsman's silat talent Zhang Yi,"

"Yes, I agree,"

It was fortunate that Old Man Bizarre Tionggoan immediately realized his presence. He immediately awakened the Shadowless God Arak from his admiration for the young man.

"It's good, Fei's son," he praised with a smile and nodded his head.

"I'm proud of you, young man. It turns out your nature is very similar to A-..."

"With the world-famous figures of valiant martial arts," cut off the Strange Old Man Tionggoan quickly.

He immediately glanced at his best friend, then glared up his two eyeballs as if he was about to jump out.

"Oh, thank you, sir. You guys are overreacting .." Zhang Fei replied.

"Hahaha .. Fei's son, how about tonight, I treat you to a full drink? Calculate the prize because you have won the duel earlier," said the Shadowless God Arak giving a suggestion.

"Byeah, I happen to be hungry already" said the young man.

"It turns out that after a long time of not meeting, now you have turned into a very royal human being," sneered Old Man Weird Tionggoan.

"Whispering you, old devil," as he spoke, he immediately grabbed the beard of his long-time friend.

"Oh, pain ..."

The three people immediately laughed out loud. They had forgotten Luo Sun who had been looking at Zhang Fei ever since.

"Zhang Fei .." he said out loud.

"What's wrong?"

"Your kindness this time I will never forget. But someday, I still want to duel with you again,"

"good. I waited for that moment to arrive," Zhang Fei said as he nodded.

While Luo Sun himself, after he spoke like that, he immediately jumped up. Just one jump, he had been lost in the darkness of the night.

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Zhang Fei and the two martial World Grandfathers were currently at the most luxurious restaurant in the city he lived in. The three of them had a feast of eating and drinking.

I don't know how much food has gone into his stomach. I don't know how many wine jars they drink.

"Eh, old demon, do you know where the residence of Reporter Ouw?" asked the Shadowless God Arak in the midst of his excitement drinking water words.

"Where do I know? Let alone the house of Reporter Ouw, even the name of this city I do not know," replied Old Man Strange Tionggoan while laughing.

"How about you, Fei's son?"

"Moreover me, Master Kiang," Zhang Fei also laughed. Laugh out loud.

"Oh, you guys are really bad .. This not-so-great city is called Ouw City,"

"Ouw City? Why is his name so similar to the name of Reporter Ouw?" zhang Fei asked for a moment.

To him, the name of this city sounded strange. That was why he immediately asked to expel his curiosity.

"Because it was he who gave the name. Just so you know, Fei's son, the ruler of Ouw City, is himself. The old devil Ouw,"

"Wait a minute, Mr. Kiang. In that case, is everything here under his control?"

"Not wrong anymore,"

"Then the Red Flower Group, is it also a part of its people?"

"I think so,"

"There should be an invitation, please,"

"Yes, and that's because in this city, there's not just one group like them. Unless there are three,"

"What is the name of the group?"

"Black Flower Group, and Green Flower Group. The three groups were deliberately formed as one of the ways he controlled this city,"