The Sword God of the South

Attacking Suddenly

Zhang Fei was convinced that the old beggar was a martialist. He thought so because he could see the calmness and confidence in the old beggar.

He could also clearly see that the two eyes of the old man were clear black. On one other hand, Zhang Fei also felt an air of authoritative pressure radiating out from within his body.

For all these reasons, he was forced to sit back in his place.

Meanwhile, the old beggar immediately ordered food.

"I want a pack of rice" he told the shop owner.

While saying so, the old beggar also gave some silver coins.

"Alright, wait a minute, sir," replied the shopkeeper immediately serving his order.

Moments later, the old beggar's order was completed. The owner of the food stall gave it to him.

"Thank you" he said.

He then walked out of the food stall.

Throughout the entire incident, Zhang Fei continued to watch the old beggar's movements.

As soon as he saw his 'target' coming out, he immediately followed it.

The old beggar was walking in the middle of a crowded atmosphere. Then head to the deserted streets. Away from the crowds of people passing by.

Zhang Fei followed him. He kept his eyes on it within about twenty steps.

When he arrived at a completely deserted place, suddenly the old beggar stopped his steps.

"Young man, what do you want from me? Why is it that ever since you got out of the food stall, you've been following me?" asked the old beggar in a loud voice.

The young man was shocked. He did not expect that the old beggar knew himself, even from the beginning.

Since his presence had been known, then there was no other reason for Zhang Fei to continue hiding.

He immediately came out of his hiding place. He walked over to the old beggar.

"Previously forgive me, sir. But, I have no malicious intent whatsoever," he said, saluting.

The old beggar did not answer. He kept his eyes on Zhang Fei from top to bottom.

"Include me, my margak Zhang, my name is Fei. I have some questions to ask you, "the young man went further.

"Hemm, what do you want to ask this old beggar?" ask him blandly.

"I just want to ask, is there around this, a branch headquarters of the Black Panji Party?"

Zhang Fei did not want to make any further pleasantries. That's why he immediately asked the core of the matter.

"Why are you asking me this?"

The old beggar raised both his eyebrows. After taking a breath, he again asked a question. "If there is, what do you want? If there's nothing, what are you gonna do?"

The tone is getting bland. It was as if he was lazy to talk.

Seeing the cold-hearted old beggar's attitude, Zhang Fei actually felt bad. But for the sake of knowing the information about the existence of the Black Panji Party, he was forced to hold himself back.

"I have a few questions that need to be resolved immediately. If it is true that there is a Black Panji Party branch headquarters here, then I will be heading there soon, "the young man replied firmly and confidently.

Again, the old beggar looked at Zhang Fei. This time, his eyes were very sharp. It was as if the gaze of those eyes was a sharp blade that was ready to pierce through his heart at any moment.

"You're a martialist?" suddenly tanyanya.

"You could say so,"

"Hemm, just undo your intentions, young man. Your abilities are still not enough to match those of the Black Banner Party," he said as if humbling Zhang Fei.

"Help ..."

The old beggar was puffing. Suddenly, he threw the rice he had bought earlier as high as possible.

A moment later, he suddenly launched an impromptu attack on Zhang Fei.

Wutt!!!

Three hard blows were flashed in lightning speed. Each of those blows contained a great amount of energy. With such a close distance, there was certainly no time left for Zhang Fei to dodge it.

But what happens next, will surely make anyone surprised. Not even the old beggar himself.

How not, in that very little time, right before his punch actually hit the target, Zhang Fei suddenly made a lightning move.

He retreated three steps back with a speed that was much faster than the opponent's attack.

Somehow he did that. Clearly, now he had survived the attack of the old beggar.

"Hemm, quite well," he said covering up the shock.

Not stopping there, the old beggar continued his attack again. His body glides like a cloud. Now the attacks he gave off were far more than before.

A series of punches were launched at the same time. The blow was getting faster. Also getting stronger.

A sharp wind sounded roaring. Zhang Fei's clothes and black hair even fluttered from the wind.

Wutt!!! Wutt!!!

The young man did not want to be a living samsak. He also does not want to keep avoiding.

And so, he quickly made his decision.

Zhang Fei immediately repelled all the blows of the old beggar!

Two hard bones sounded clashing. A fight was going on in that narrow street.

Both sides were surprised. Because they feel his hands tingling when a collision occurs.

The old beggar did not think that the foreign youth turned out to have high silat science. On one hand he was shocked, but on the other, he was happy.

He returned to give another attack. This time the two thin, dry feet also moved.

The kick that brought about the roar of hot wind was called.

The fight is getting more and more intense. Especially after Zhang Fei also gave his counterattack.

A dozen moves have passed back. The fight is still balanced.

The old beggar could do no further. Every attack he made, it was always able to be repelled by the young man.

On the other hand, Zhang Fei actually wanted to expend even more power. But he quickly abandoned that intention.

Especially after he realized that even though the old beggar attacked him suddenly, but he did not seem to intend to harm him.

And so, the fight continued even more.

But a few steps later, suddenly the old man took a step back. His right hand was quickly raised upwards.

Along with that movement, the rice that had been thrown, finally fell right in his grasp.

"Good skills. You are a high-scientific. Young man, come with me," he said as he continued.

Zhang Fei did not answer. But he immediately followed the old beggar from behind.

Although he did not know where he would be taken, but the young man was sure that the old beggar, would certainly provide information in accordance with his expectations.