The Sword God of the South

Get Involved In The Competition

"Young man, it turns out your abilities are great too. It's worth it that you dare to look for a commotion" said one of them as the fight stopped.

"It's nothing yet," Zhang Fei replied with a sinister smile. "I can do even more,"

"Oh, really?" the man raised an eyebrow. It seemed like he did not believe the words just now.

"Why don't you just try it?"

"alright. Right now, we're gonna do it,"

The two men immediately held the tube ready. Once they got into position, they instantly unleashed countless secret weapons rain.

The sky seemed to have been blackened by the rain of secret weapons. Threats are available in plain sight. Zhang Fei's life could be floated at any time.

If others were in his position at that time, of course they would panic half to death. It was not impossible, he would run away.

What a pity, now that was there was Zhang Fei. The Head of the World of Justice!

When his two opponents unleashed a secret weapon attack, it was at that moment that he took action.

Zhang Fei did not take a step back. He darted forward and was determined to welcome the attack.

"The Sword of the Corn Conqueror!"

He shouted loudly. The Sword of the God King was vibrated. The tip of the sword trembled and created a shadow that helped fend off the opponent's attack.

The loud clash continued to sound deafening. His two opponents were still standing on the spot as he continued throwing deadly little needles.

The event lasted long enough. They both end up feeling tired all by themselves.

In addition, the two men also complained after knowing his efforts were in vain.

"Out your history!"

Wutt!!! Crash!!!

Zhang Fei lunged before his enemy. Along with the movement, he also launched a slash that came from the right side.

Fresh blood spurted into the air. The two men immediately collapsed to the ground. Their lives drifted away instantly.

After successfully killing the two, without lingering any longer, Zhang Fei immediately darted away. The current goal is to head to the main headquarters.

He wanted to directly involve himself in the competition that was now happening.

Basically, the reason why Zhang Fei attacked those four people, was for a very strong reason.

According to him, they were certainly still accomplices of the Sky Star Group people tasked with killing the warriors. Zhang Fei was very sure of that. Moreover, the four people had already shown their own evidence.

Earlier, they darted and hid in the branches of a higher tree. The goal is of course so that later the people can launch a sudden attack more freely again.

It was fortunate that it was known to Zhang Fei first. So that their plans can be foiled.

That meant, indirectly, Zhang Fei had also saved dozens of Song Empire warriors lives.

Now, he had already arrived at that vast courtyard. Incidentally in the middle of the pulpit, the fight was over.

There was a warrior who was lying covered with blood. In front of him was a tall man with a big face. He laughed when he saw someone dying because of it.

"Hayoh, who else would dare to fight with me? Who can survive thirty moves, then that person will be appointed as the higher-ups of the Sky Star Group," the person said with a thunderous voice.

He waited for a while, but unfortunately no one dared to come forward.

At such a moment, suddenly a shadow was visible. One breath later, on the pulpit had already increased by one person.

That guy is tall. His hair was long black, curled a little. He was wearing blue black clothes. In addition to this, the person is also seen wearing a face mask.

"Can you tell me your name, Lord swordsman?" ask the man to try to be friendly.

"Call only the Swordsman of the South" he replied firmly.

"Oh, I feel like I just heard that nickname,"

"Ah, I'm not a famous person. Joining this competition is also just looking for profit," Zhang Fei replied with a light laugh. A neat row of white teeth is immediately visible.

"Hahaha .. alright, all right. I think you already know the rules of this competition, don't you?"

"Yes, I already know. If I lose, kill it outright,"

"You're serious?"

"I'm serious,"

"alright. Never regret this word of yours,"

The man drew face. He was immediately enraged after hearing the words he considered arrogant.

"Look at my sword!" he shouted loudly. His body leaped forward while levitating a streak of slashes.

Having just intervened, that person had already taken a hard action. He doesn't mess with the fight. Even now he had brought out quick and vicious sword moves.

Zhang Fei smiled coldly. While doing so, he began to take steps. His body is twitching to and fro. Both of his legs shifted to avoid any slashes or sword thrusts given by the opponent.

For ten moves the man continued to attack, but unfortunately not a single attack managed to hit the target.

Over time he became anxious himself. During this time, he rarely met failure. Even the fight he had previously dealt with, almost everything went smoothly.

Who would have thought, now he had met a formidable opponent. Although the moves are issued more and more varied, but the results are still nil.

"Master, why haven't you attacked yet? This battle has already reached fifteen. While the time is only up to thirty moves," said the person while stopping his fight for a bit.

"Ah, just calm down. I still want to hold on," Zhang Fei replied lightly.

"Hemm .. If you don't reply right now, it means you've looked down on me" he said in a resentful tone.

"Alright, alright. If that's what you want, I'll get it right away,"

Wutt!!!

Zhang Fei lunged at his opponent. He launched several sword slashes quickly and fiercely. Initially, that person could still survive the attack earlier.

But everything changed after Zhang Fei took out one of his mainstays.

"The Sword of the Corn Conqueror!"

Wutt!!! Wutt!!! The branch!!

The clash between the swords sounded. Sparks exploded and flew high. The sword air produced from that stance felt pressing against the fighting arena.

The person who was Zhang Fei's opponent was bluffing his teeth. He began to be overwhelmed with that never-ending attack.

The branch!!!

The hardest hit happened. The man's sword instantly broke into two pieces. The tip of his sword was thrown away. The handle of his own sword was still clasped in his right hand.

Srett!!!

Zhang Fei did not stop there. He launched his final attack by incising a sword slash wound right at the step of his opponent's arm.

Fresh blood spilled from the mouth of the wound. He displayed a deathly pale face like a corpse.