The Sword God of the South

Luoyang City

Zhang Fei smiled coldly. He walked closer to Reporter Wang and surrounded him.

"What ...what are you going to do?" ask her with a trembling voice.

"I just want your life" said the young man trying to scare him.

"Don't .. please don't do that. I still want to live,"

Journalist Wang is getting scared. He said as he walked backwards. His face was pale. Cold sweat washed all his clothes.

"Child Fei, don't waste time. There is still a lot of work to be done" Pek Ma warned his student.

"Alright, teacher. I got it,"

Zhang Fei nodded his head. Without saying anything else, he immediately moved swiftly launching an attack.

The Sword of the God King knew it had lodged in the throat of Reporter Wang.

The speed of the young man was hard to see the eyes. Reporter Wang himself did not have time to dodge, let alone fend off the attack.

He could only glare big at Zhang Fei. From his mouth there was fresh blood that melted out.

As soon as the heirloom sword was plucked, he instantly collapsed onto the grass.

"Teacher, before I leave here, I want to first loot Reporter Wang's property," Zhang Fei said later.

"Can't,"

"Why can't it?"

"Around here there are still people alive. There are still enough of his people. After all, there will be other humans coming here" Pek Ma explained.

Zhang Fei thought for a moment. Trying to digest the words of his teacher.

"So what teacher meant, what has happened here, is already known to outsiders?" he asked after he understood the meaning of the Palm of the Hand of Death.

"really so. So we have to go now, too,"

"alright. I-i understand. Come,"

The teacher and the student then darted off using the science of lightening the body. In just a moment, both of them had already disappeared behind the darkness of the night.

They left dozens of people severely injured. Not to mention some people who died covered in blood.

"Teacher, before we go, I want to stop first at the White Lotus College," Zhang Fei said in the midst of the trip.

"alright. Just don't be too long,"

"No. I just wanted to tell Madam Lien Hua and the others that I'm still alive,"

Zhang Fei knew very well, the old man must have been worried about his safety. And also his three friends.

For that reason, he had to go back there. Even if it just tells you that he's okay.

They then accelerated his footsteps. Zhang Fei and Pek Ma arrived at the White Lotus Institution when the second fart was sounded in the distance.

The two men did not enter through the front door. They entered through a back door that connected directly to the room where Zhang Fei had gathered.

Yush!!!

A wind blows. The leaves fly because of the wind.

"Who's there?"

Lien Hua's voice instantly sounded loud.

It turned out that Zhang Fei's guess earlier was correct. The old man was sitting in the back room and waiting for his arrival.

"It's me, Zhang Fei," he replied as he stepped up.

He kept walking closer to the back room. While Pek Ma chose to wait behind the darkness of the night.

"Young Master Zhang?" he asked as if he could not believe that the young man who appeared behind the darkness of the night was himself.

"True, it's me" he said.

"You .. Are you alive?" mo Bian asked who was also there with his two companions.

Zhang Fei laughed. He looks fine. It was as if he had never experienced anything.

"Oh, thank goodness. I feel happy" said Tung Pek who also spoke.

Zhang Fei just smiled. After a few moments of silence, he spoke again.

"Mrs Lien and everyone, I'm a permit to resign,"

"Where are you going?" asked Duan Dao quickly.

"I have business to get done right away. That's why I can't linger anymore,"

"Oh, fine then. I hope one day we can meet again,"

"That's for sure," Zhang Fei smiled warmly. "Oh yes, Lady Lien, please convey my regards to Yu Yuan. Tell him, I'm waiting for him in the martial world,"

"Alright, I'll deliver it later," said Lien Hua.

"Thank you. Then, up to the number again,"

Zhang Fei bowed in respect to the four elders before him. When he finished, he immediately jumped into a dark place.

The place where there was Pek Ma who had been waiting for him.

"Truly a wonderful young man," Lien Hua said in praise after Zhang Fei left.

"One day, I'm sure he will become the number one swordsman" Mo Bian said as he looked towards Zhang Fei's disappearance.

Three of his colleagues agreed. No one rejected or objected to the words. Because these people have the same thoughts as themselves.

Meanwhile elsewhere, Zhang Fei and Pek Ma were still in the middle of the journey. During that time, none of them spoke.

They kept flashing under the darkness of the night.

The teacher and student stopped running after the morning sun greeted the face of the earth.

Now, it turns out they're already in a pretty big city. There are many conditions there. Although it was still morning, but there were already many people passing by on the street.

"Teacher, what city is this?" zhang Fei asked in confusion.

"This is Luoyang City," Pek Ma replied as he continued walking amidst the crowd.

"Why do we have to come here?" ask him further.

"Because there will be a flood of blood here,"

"What does teacher mean?"

"You don't understand what the teacher is talking about?"

"I understand. But ..."

"We'll talk about this later,"

Pek Ma chose to end the conversation between the two.

This is not the right time to talk about it. Especially now that he is on a highway. Where there were many people who might be able to hear their conversation.

Zhang Fei did not say anymore. He understood why his teacher said that.

"Let's go over there" Pek Ma asked his student.

The old man turned out to take Zhang Fei to a food stall in the corner. More precisely in a small alley.

He deliberately brought her to the food stall. Because according to him, the food stall is fairly safe. Both for talking, and for lurking.

"Order what, sir?" ask an old man so both are riba there.

"Order vegetable rice and warm tea" replied Pek Ma.

"alright. Please wait a minute,"

Pek Ma nodded. He then invited Zhang Fei to sit in the corner and back of the chair.

When they entered, it turned out that in the food stall there were other visitors first. The number is about three people. They seem to be close friends. This is evident because all three eat at the same table.