The Sword God of the South

The Sword God of the South

"Master Zi, it seems like our meeting can only get here alone. I have to leave now, because there are still many things that must be resolved immediately," Zhang Fei said.

"Oh, does Chairman Fei not want to stop by the Ape Sakti College first?"

"Other time only. Thank you for trusting me," Zhang Fei said with a warm smile.

"Oh, the one who should be thanking you is me, Chairman Fei. Thank you for helping to solve the problem at Perguruan Aera Sakti. If there is no you, I do not know how it will be," Yan Zi said as she breathed a long sigh.

He had imagined, if only Zhang Fei had not come to provide assistance, it was certain that the state of the martial world would be even worse than now.

Fortunately, the sky lowered its hands to the small college. So that the feared problem does not occur.

"Master Zi don't overdo it, all this is fate,"

He immediately stood up. After saying goodbye, Zhang Fei left his desk. Before leaving the Chairman of the Persilatan World had to pay first the cost of drinking. Not to forget, he bought two wine jars for later travel.

Once all the business was completed, he immediately left the wine shop.

While Yan Zi, the old man did not go along. He was still in the wine shop and enjoyed the rest of the wine available.

He was heard several times he muttered in praise of the young Chief of the martial World.

"I think he will bring peace to this country. Especially in the martial world," Yan Zi muttered so that Zhang Fei's body shadow was already nowhere to be seen.

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Without feeling seven days have passed again. During that time, Zhang Fei continued to travel to various corners of the country that he passed through. Whenever there was a problem going on there, he would definitely help her immediately.

His swordsmanship ability, which had reached such a high level, was now known to many in the business world.

Thus, some swordsmen or parties he had helped, gave the nickname Sword God From the South.

Being given such a nickname was because every question came from where, Zhang Fei would definitely answer from the South.

Therefore, now the green forest people call him the Sword God of the South.

Although some of the great figures knew that Zhang Fei had yet to reach the peerless stage, but almost all of them agreed that in a short period of time, he would definitely reach that highest stage.

Moreover, now that he had reached the stage of choosing a match.

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It was afternoon already. The sun gives a beautiful and dazzling reddish yellow glow. Zhang Fei just came out of the wine shop.

Now he was walking on a crowded highway filled with many people.

According to the information obtained, Zhang Fei was currently on the outskirts of a large city. The city was called Shangguan City.

The city of Shangguan was once crowded with tourists coming from various regions. Moreover, the city presents a beautiful and stunning natural panorama. So, no wonder that in every place, there are always humans.

Since it was a big city, then Zhang Fei took the initiative to go to the center of the city. After wondering to some people, he said the distance to get there takes about half a day.

Without delaying any more time, even that afternoon Zhang Fei went straight to the center of Shangguan City.

He left by relying on the science of lightening his body. The half-day it took, folded into a few hours. By the time it was almost midnight, Zhang Fei had already managed to arrive in the middle of the city center.

Previously, Zhang Fei had intended to go around and enjoy the night. But because his body was tired, in the end he chose to stay at an inn large enough.

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Morning sun had already appeared in the east. Zhang Fei had just woken up from his sleep. He then washed his face and cleaned himself. After it was finished, the martial World Leader immediately walked out of the inn to look for breakfast.

Just as Zhang Fei stepped foot on the highway, he suddenly saw a man in his forties walking towards him.

The man was wearing a blood red outfit. On his back was a sword of the same color.

As soon as he arrived before her, the man stopped immediately. He bowed his head in respect to Zhang Fei.

"Good morning, my name is Zhu Yun. I was assigned by the Chairman to invite the Young Master to come to the headquarters of the Light Sword Organ," said the man who claimed to be named Zhu Yun.

Zhang Fei frowned while looking at him. He looks confused.

Early in the morning like this, there were already strangers coming and delivering invitation letters, who would not be confused by this incident?

"Sir, sorry, what do you mean? Perhaps you have misunderstood people," Zhang Fei said after a while.

"No way, I'm definitely not the wrong person. Young Master must be the one I'm looking for," the man replied as he remained bowed. He did not dare to stand up straight before there was an order from Zhang Fei.

The Chairman of the World Army himself knows this. It was just that, he had intentionally left it for a while.

"Hemm ... Please tell me who I am?"

"Young Master was nicknamed the Sword God of the South. And currently, Young Master also serves as ..."

"That's enough," Zhang Fei said giving a sign that Zhu Yun would stop talking. "Where is the headquarters of the Light Sword Organization?" ask him further.

"Persis in the middle of this city, Young Master. More precisely between two temples that stand side by side,"

"alright. In the afternoon, I'll go there,"

"Alright, Young Master," Zhu Yun replied respectfully.

But he hasn't left there yet. Even though the talks were over, he still stood in his position.

Zhang Fei was a little surprised. Then he asked again, "Why don't you go? Isn't there something you're not trying to say anymore?"

"I won't leave before Young Master tells me to leave" he said in a quick reply.

The martial World Leader sighed while shaking his head. "alright. Now you can go,"

Zhu Yun nodded. After giving his respect again, he immediately passed from there. In a short time, he had vanished into the swarm of people.

Zhang Fei looked at his departure with all sorts of questions. He wondered, why did the man know who he was?

Although his words were not resolved, Zhang Fei already had a feeling that the person really knew who he was.

The question now was, who was the leader of the Light Sword Organization?