The Sword God of the South

Heritage Necklace

"Is this just your swordsmanship? What a disappointment," said the old man as he continued to dodge and fend off all of Zhang Fei's attacks.

The young man was brushing his teeth. He himself found it difficult to fight against the old man. Let alone killing or wounding, even hitting the edge of his shirt, he was unable to.

According to him, the all-white parents are like a shadow trail that can not be touched even in any way.

A cold sweat soaked over Zhang Fei's entire body. This battle completely drained his strength. The magic power he had, too, had drained quite a lot.

Tens of times he attacked. But all his attacks were unsuccessful.

While on the other hand, the white tiger and monkey who had fought with him, were now watching the fight on the edge of the arena.

The two ferocious beasts looked excited to see his master successfully toying with the opponent. At times, they seemed to put on a mocking face as they watched Zhang Fei get overwhelmed.

"Acknowledging the swordsman, but not being able to play the sword properly. I'm really disappointed in you, young man,"

The white man said again. Even now his words are getting more ear-piercing.

"Two bangka, since then you have only been able to dodge and fend off my attacks. Are you unable to counterattack?" ask while still attacking.

"That's a simple thing. Just once in response to an attack, I'm sure you won't be able to break free,"

"Omong empty. Just prove your point," Zhang Fei said against it.

"Hemm, fine. Hold this attack of mine!"

The old man suddenly shook his tree branch. The entire branch shook violently. A moment later, his movements changed drastically.

The twig suddenly looked like a sword. A very sharp sword.

Slashes and stabs came from all corners of the wind. Each of those attacks targeted an important point on Zhang Fei's body.

A silvery beam of light filled his entire body. Just a moment ago, Zhang Fei was already under the wind.

It turned out to be true what he said, if only once he had a strike, he would not have been able to break free.

'Dangerous. This old man is really great, his inner voice said.

The young man kept moving. He continued to try to free himself from the confinement of the opponent's attack.

Plakk!!! Plakk!!!

The tree branch knew that it had slapped her cheek hard. The red line is visible. Zhang Fei felt both of his cheeks burning hot.

The longer it is attacked, the more body parts are targeted by tree branches.

The old man in white really urged him. He did not give Zhang Fei the opportunity to take a breath.

Wutt!!!

A tree branch suddenly shot out as fast as lightning.

Zhang Fei saw that. He instantly moved the Sword of the God King to be smashed with it.

The branch!!!

A loud voice sounded. Instead of winning, he had lost in a gunfight just now. The Sword of the God King was thrown and stuck deep enough on the rock.

The end of the tree branch belonged to the old man, already in front of his throat. Just pushed a little, surely the twig will stab in a landslide.

But in fact, he didn't do that. Instead, he pulled a tree branch and walked to take the Sword of the God King that stuck on the stone.

"Do it again!" he said, throwing the sword.

Yush!!!

Upon receiving the sword, Zhang Fei immediately attacked without giving any warning first. This time, after knowing the opponent's prowess, he was no longer willing to waste time.

All power and strength were expended in unison.

The old man in white smiled. Even though he could cripple the young man in a short time, but he did not want to do it.

He wanted to know further to where the limits of Zhang Fei's abilities were.

A fierce fight ensued again. The two sides involved started attacking each other.

Zhang Fei tried to injure, even killing the old man in white. As for him, there was no intention to do all of that.

A dozen moves have passed. The fight is still a draw.

His body suddenly floated forward quickly. He retaliated against Zhang Fei's attack. The youngster himself was not willing to lose, his sword moved very quickly. It was even faster than all the previous attacks.

The gun happened again. The sword clashed several times with a tree branch.

Surprisingly, from the beginning the twig was never broken. Even Zhang Fei sensed that the twig was as hard and sharp as a real sword.

Winds coming in. A moment later, the wind was gone.

The fight has stopped. The winner, of course, is the white parent.

For the second time, the tree branch was right in front of Zhang Fei's throat.

A moment later, the twig moved again. He grabbed the necklace he had been wearing since he was a child.

The clangg!!!

The necklace following his pendant fell on a pebble.

Zhang Fei wanted to pick it up, but he lost quickly to the old man.

"Young man, where did you get this?" he asked while observing the pendant.

The pendant in his hand was now a picture of a white dragon opening its mouth. Although small, but the art contained in it is very high.

Each line is very detailed. So that anyone can see the picture clearly.

"Give me the necklace!"

Zhang Fei tried to grab. But quickly the old man stopped his steps.

"My answer is, where did you get this locket?" ask the old man again.

This time he asked in a stern tone. Not soft as usual.

"That necklace is a legacy from my family. Please, give it back,"

"What's your family name?"

"Why are you asking me this?"

"Don't say much. Just answer my question, if you really want me to return this necklace and pendant,"

"My Margarem Zhang .." he replied while holding back his anger.

"You ... Do you really mean it?"

"I'm not lying,"

The old man in white was surprised. He immediately pulled out his hand that was grasping the twig.

Several times he looked towards Zhng Fei and the pendant in turn. The look in his eyes revealed a deep curiosity.

It was as if he was looking for something.

"Is there anything strange?" zhang Fei asked after seeing the change in the face of the white old man.

"Say, who's your father?"

"Zhang Xin, my father's name is Zhang Xin,"

"The Lightning Sword?"

"That's how they call it,"

"Ahh .." he was shocked.

"Old man, tell me what the hell is going on?" ask the young man. He became very curious, especially after seeing the girly of the old man in front of him.

"So you .. Are you my grandson?"

"What do you mean?" the question is becoming more astonished.

"Behold, young man, your father is my son,"

Zhang Fei was stunned at that very moment. He felt as if there was lightning striking his head in a crushing manner.

"But .. but Dad once said that my Grandpa was long dead,"