The Sword God of the South

Exercises that are Not in Vain

The attacks given by Zhang Fei never stopped. As time went on, the astonished attacks even grew more intense and dangerous again.

The flashes of white color that come out look more and more. An ear-piercing buzzing sound continued to be heard every time.

For approximately ten moves, the Farewell Swordsman continued to be under the wind. His position never returned to how it was.

During that time, either already several times he almost died at the hands of the opponent. Fortunately, he had a lot of experience in his past. So that luck is still on his side.

In that instant, cold sweat had already drenched the entire body of the Farewell Swordsman. It was undeniable that he was currently feeling trepidation with all the attacks given by Zhang Fei.

"The Sword of Death hits the Earth!"

The Farewell Swordsman snapped. Along with that his body also lunged forward. The heirloom sword he wielded was released from every direction.

Two death squads have now met in the middle of the road. The sparks created seemed to be more and more.

The two are in alternate positions. They keep attacking each other.

The four martial World Grandfathers looked at the duel more seriously than before. Throughout the course of the fight, between them no one had spoken yet.

They stood in silence with their respective assumptions.

Without feeling, the duel had already lasted over a hundred moves. So far, it seems that it is still difficult to determine who is superior.

The reason is because their movements are too fast. Coupled with each of its managers who have disadvantages and advantages for each other.

The moves of the Farewell Swordsman looked slow and heavy. But make no mistake, behind it actually contains an energy pressure that is difficult to explain.

Zhang Fei's Divine Sword Disciple had always relied on speed. So fast that it looks only silvery white shadow.

As the saying goes, slow must be fought quickly. And vice versa. So, no need to be surprised if the duel is really fierce.

This kind of scenery can be said to be very rare and rare in the martial world.

Although the Farewell Swordsman came from a heretical flow, but to this extent, he had not committed the slightest bit of cheating.

He fought fair and square!

"It seems like this duel will last over two hundred moves," said Old Man Bizarre Tionggoan giving his opinion.

"No. It will soon be over" said Shadowless Arak God quickly.

"Oh, really?"

"Sure,"

"Why can Mr Kiang say that?" asked the White Hair Goddess curiously.

"Try to pay close attention, this duel is actually already out of balance. If you pay attention properly, I think you will also realize that the Farewell Swordsman is actually already exhausted," the Shadowless Sword God explained briefly.

The three people by his side no one answered. They immediately looked into the middle of the fighting arena. Each one increased his eye alertness.

It turned out that what the Shadowless Sword God said was indeed true, the current movements of the Farewell Swordsman began to slow down.

Although only a little, but it looks quite clear. It can also cause great harm to him personally.

"Mr Kiang was right, in terms of experience, maybe the old man was the winner. But in terms of outside power, he was clearly inferior when compared to Fei's son,"

The energy in the Farewell Swordsman may be very high. But when it comes to outside power, that's another story.

Events like this are human. Every human being who lives on the face of the earth will experience this.

"Well, that means, Fei's son has a chance to come out victorious. It remains how he can take advantage of this state or not" replied the Shadowless God Arak who immediately got a nod from the three figures by his side.

Now in the middle of the arena, the duel between them seemed even more fierce. The duel began to reach the peak of his excitement.

The Farewell Sword Swordsman continued to try to poke Zhang Fei with the remnants of his final strength. Too bad, the young man was able to withstand every attack with the help of the new moves he got while training yesterday.

"Hiatt!!!"

Zhang Fei shouted out loud. Simultaneously, the Sword of the God King was seen slashing from the right side to the left. The sword had a violent clash with the opponent's weapon.

At the same time, Zhang Fei also launched an attack using his left palm. The attack was fiercely about the heart of the Sword Swordsman Farewell.

The perverted figure complained of being restrained. His body was sliding backwards very quickly.

Zhang Fei did not stay still in his place, he immediately chased after. A few moments later the Farewell Swordsman's body collided with the barrier wall, the slide instantly stopped.

Back then, Zhang Fei had also been standing tall in front of him.

The Sword of the God King was extended. The sword almost pierced the opponent's throat. The distance covered is only about one knuckle.

Unfortunately, Zhang Fei did not continue on that move. He stopped his sword at the right moment.

Two pairs of eyes glared at each other sharply. None of them spoke.

A moment later, Zhang Fei again sheathed the Sword of the God King. Then he turned his body and left the Farewell Swordsman.

The event was witnessed by the Four Grandfathers of the World. They immediately cheered upon learning that Zhang Fei came out victorious.

"Good, Chairman Fei!"

"You're great,"

Calls after exclamations sounded. Zhang Fei responded to all of that with a warm smile.

"The closed-door training you did really did not disappoint," said Old Man Weird Tionggoan when Zhang Fei was already by his side.

"really. That is proven now" continued the Wind Spear Swordsman.

Meanwhile, for a while the Farewell Swordsman was still fixated on his position. He looked at the sword still clasped in his right hand with a look of disbelief.

I don't know what was on his mind at the time. Clearly, anyone could see that his facial expression had slightly changed.

It was like there was a sense of disappointment that could not be expressed in words. Like there was also a sense of disbelief in what he had just experienced just now.

A few minutes later, he suddenly stood up. After his sword was sheathed, the Farewell Swordsman immediately walked towards Zhang Fei and the Four Profound World Elders.

Both the way he walked and the look in his eyes were the same. But his facial expression was already much different.

He stopped when the remaining distance was only seven steps away. The situation there is still quiet, they have not spoken.

"The debt and promise between us is paid off, Chairman Fei," said the Farewell Swordsman after a while.

"Are there no other things that are still concerned?" zhang Fei asked while raising an eyebrow.