The Sword God of the South

Dispart

The others nodded their heads a few times. They quite understood the intent of the Wind Spear Swordsman. Even what he said just now, it doesn't feel wrong.

In the martial world there are all kinds of people. Starting from the one, two, or even up to a thousand faces exist.

If we are less careful and less careful in every action, it is not impossible that we can die quickly.

Let alone new people, even old generation figures who already have a lot of experience, sometimes can still be exposed to traps and tactics of the enemy.

"Thank you in advance, Mr. Cao. But I'm sure I can face all the obstacles on the way. You don't worry too much, I consider the trip later as a provision for the next day," said Zhang Fei who had been silent since then, suddenly speaking.

"But if I had to die in this line of work, I wouldn't die of curiosity either. I was even proud to be able to fall in noble duty" he continued.

The four martial World Grandfathers nodded their heads. They were again amazed by the young man's words.

"Good, son of Fei. Not ashamed of you being the son of the Lightning Sword. It turns out that you really inherited his stout nature," said Strange Old Man Tionggoan praising him.

"It looks like the leader of the entire martial world has indeed been born," continued the Shadowless God Arak.

"The two of you are too complimentary. What I'm doing is nothing more than following the attitude of all of you,"

"Hahaha .. alright, alright," said Shadowless Arak God as he laughed. "So how, does anyone still disagree with my proposal?" tanyanya back.

"We agree," their answer in unison.

"Well, then, let's start discussing it further,"

The old man poured wine into the cup. He first drank several times, as a wine demon, although there was already a lot of water words that entered his stomach, yet in the slightest he did not look drunk.

It was different from the four people sitting with him. Their faces had already started to turn red from drinking too much wine.

After being satisfied with drinking wine, he immediately resumed his plan.

The Shadowless God Arak began to share his duties with the four people. Each of them gets a task that has been adjusted before with their own abilities.

Including him, he also had an easy task.

One of them, the Four Profound World Grandfathers were tasked with moving about secretly. They are required to dispel or thwart big plans that will be carried out by the enemy.

As for Zhang Fei specifically, because he was young, then he assigned the young man to wander in the martial world. One of them, he must eradicate evil and help people in need.

On the one hand, Zhang Fei was also required to search for information on the movements of the heretic party in Tionggoan.

"That order, I also assigned you to take part in the seizure of heirlooms that are rumored to be happening in the near future. Regarding further information, in the next few days, I will inform you, son of Fei," said Lord Arak Without later.

"Okay, Mr. Kiang. Hopefully I can carry out this task well," Zhang Fei replied.

"I believe in you. You can certainly do everything in accordance with expectations,"

The young man nodded. The situation there became quiet. Five martial world figures were drinking his wine slowly.

Some time later, the strange Old Man Tionggoan heard talking again.

"Child Fei, in carrying out your duties later, you should still behave like this. Don't forget, you also have to train your skills. Especially in sword-playing,"

"If Fei's son wants to learn swordsmanship, maybe the Goddess of White Hair can give a little knowledge to you," said the Wind Spear Swordsman.

"May, but now is not the right time to do that. So forced, you must learn to unite yourself with the sword independently," he said with a smile.

"Ah, you're all too good. I feel bad, " Zhang Fei said a little misbehaved. "What you said just now, I will always remember. Thank you for all the kindness. I promise, someday, I will truly become the Sword God,"

He said with great enthusiasm. Even in his words it was as if there was one power that could not be contained.

"We believe in you" said the Four World Patrons simultaneously.

Zhang Fei smiled proudly. The spirit within her became enhanced after she gained the trust of the main characters in the green jungle.

The third clap has been heard again. The five martial world figures finally came out of the restaurant. They walked towards the inn and entered into their respective rooms.

Because they felt very tired, then once his body touched the bed, the people immediately fell asleep soundly.

The next morning, by the time the new morning sun appeared a little, the five figures had already woken up from their respective sleep. They even had breakfast together.

The plan, later in the day, each of them will separate and begin to carry out their own duties.

In the end, without feeling the time of separation also arrived. After each parted and saluted, they just left.

Now, Zhang Fei was still in the center of the city. It hasn't gone like the Four Great World Grandfathers. The young man wanted to draw up his plan first.

He wanted to clear up the matter last day. One of them avenged the Five White Angels, which was looking for the figure of the Golden Swordsman Gan Li!

Where is he now? Is it true that the old man is around Kotaraja? Has he really become part of the Perverted Devil Party?

Zhang Fei did not know. But he was sure, his guess in the past day, would not miss far.

"Ah, let everything go right," he murmured.

He started to put his feet back. Searching for information about the martial world and of course about the seizure of heirlooms that reportedly will happen soon.

For seven days, Zhang Fei searched the Golden Swordsman's whereabouts in Kotaraja. Unfortunately, he found nothing.

Being bored, the young man finally decided to go back to the surrounding city.

Who knows in another city there is an event or something that needs his help.

Yush!!!

Zhang Fei darted using the science of lightening his body. In the not too distant future, he had been at the center of the southern border.

There is another city that is no less big. On top of that magnificent gate, there was an inscription made out of golden color ink.

"Qinghai City .."

Zhang Fei looked at the writing for quite a while. He was only awakened after someone rebuked him.