The Sword God of the South

Satisfactory Results

Wush!! Yush!!!

Zhang Fei moved back. His movements are very fast. As fast as lightning struck in the middle of the night. Like a demon chasing its prey.

Some trees as big as thighs that were in the backyard, were again made up by the Sword of the God King. The former sword slash was still as neat as before.

The further he moved, the longer he played the sword, the faster it went.

The smile on his lips grew even more. Little by little, indirectly, in the end Zhang Fei began to understand the new sword style.

The night is getting late. The moon is also getting overhead. The air is getting colder. The silence became more.

In the middle of that backyard, Zhang Fei still continued to practice swordsmanship. It never stops even for a moment.

If it was true that he stopped moving, then at that moment, he must have been trying to remember his moves back.

Zhang Fei did not realize that in a corner, there were several pairs of eyes that had witnessed it from the beginning.

Yush!!! Brugg!!!

A much heavier sound was heard. The boisterous sound of birds on top of the tree was instantly heard. Not long after, several birds seemed to fly in the middle of the darkness because the residence collapsed.

The tree that was slightly larger than all the trees earlier, had been successfully toppled in just two slashes.

Within one night, there were at least a dozen trees that had fallen because of Zhang Fei's actions.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to just end your life. I did this because I had to. For I, have a purpose far more important than your life," he murmured, gazing at the trees he had fallen.

Zhang Fei breathed a heavy sigh. He took out the wine jar that was on his waist. The head of the Persilatan World downed the wine jar several times.

After his thirst was gone, he immediately sat down cross-legged. Zhang Fei then closed his eyes to absorb the deep energy and pure air that had been wasted a lot.

He was in a cross-legged position and the meditation process was in about fifteen minutes.

"Hahh .." he breathed a long breath while opening both his eyes. "I think training tonight is enough to get here. Tomorrow night, I'll continue again,"

Zhang Fei immediately stood up. He then walked into the Persilatan World Chairman Building to take a break.

For three nights in a row, he continued to do such exercises. As a result, the trees he had fallen had already increased in number.

Even though Zhang Fei was feeling really tired, he was still unwilling to stop.

Zhang Fei knew that to achieve maximum results, a proper process was needed. A hard fight will get satisfactory results.

Such a saying is not wrong. It's even very true.

If we are fighting for something, then we must really fight for it as much as possible. If you don't want to fight hard, how will you get results?

If it did not remember the responsibilities and duties that were on his shoulders, perhaps Zhang Fei would not be willing to 'torture' himself like that.

How not? During the day, he took care of many of his duties as the Head of the martial World. Various kinds of heavy problems are constantly approaching.

While at night, from the first moon to bring himself up and the night to greet the virtual world, he had started practicing swordsmanship.

Although Zhang Fei had only done it within three days, it was obviously a huge drain on his strength.

But apparently, from his struggle, Zhang Fei really got the most out of it. According to what he wanted before.

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The mood is still the same as usual. Silent and gripped by silence. The air tonight was colder than it had been in the days before.

A moment later, suddenly from one of the directions involved there were five human shadows that flashed as fast as lightning.

Without even asking, Zhang Fei knew that the five shadows must be the Profound World Elders.

"Chairman Fei, how? Did you manage to master that skill?" asked the Farewell Swordsman when he had arrived in front of him.

"Yes, I think .. I've mastered Mr. Wu," Zhang Fei replied with a gleeful smile.

"Wah .. it turns out our Chairman already has a new style. I can't wait to see her again," said Shadowless Arak God with a seductive smile.

Zhang Fei simply smiled in response to the old man's words. While the others were still silent, the Farewell Swordsman sounded back.

"Chairman Fei, how about I try your new skill myself?" tanyanya expectantly.

"But, Master Wu .. I'm afraid it will be fatal," Zhang Fei replied seriously.

He knew this new style was not something to show off. After all, he could not show it as he pleased.

Because if it happens, then the consequences will definitely be fatal!

Both the Sword Swordsman of Farewell and the others, they also understood that.

Thus, not a single one of them dared to assume that Zhang Fei was joking.

"Chairman Fei, I know. But in order for unwanted things to happen, then I suggest that we not use real swords" replied the Farewell Swordsman quickly. "Playing using tree branches. How, does the Chairman agree?"

Zhang Fei thought for a moment. Then he replied, "All right. I don't think that's a bad idea, either,"

The perverted grandfather threw a smile. He then walked to find a branch. After finding it, he immediately returned and gave one twig to Zhang Fei.

Now, the two swordsmen were already standing opposite each other. Each of them was holding a tree. The two were only adrift within a distance of about five steps.

The other four martial World Grandfathers stood on the sidelines. They were already impatient to see how Zhang Fei's training had worked out over the past three days.

"Chairman Fei, don't take responsibility. Attack him with your true abilities," said the Strange Old Man Tionggoan.

"Yes, Chairman Fei. I also agree," said the perverted grandfather while nodding.

Due to the insistence of the old force figure, Zhang Fei finally inevitably had to obey as well.

"All right," he said in agreement.

The two people who would be involved then prepared themselves. They channel deep energy and pure air. Not only to the whole body, but also to the branches of the tree that are in the hands.

Yush!!!

The Farewell Sword Swordsman moved first. He immediately launched his sword style.

Although only using tree branches, but the speed and ferocity of the style still should not be viewed lightly.

Zhang Fei could see that there was a death threat that could come at any moment.

The twig moved like lightning, piercing to several points at once. Zhang Fei immediately took action. He parried it with a movement that was no less fast.