Chapter 36: Disciples of the Sword God!
Chapter 36 Disciples of the Sword God!
As time goes by, a week passes quickly.
On the Internet, the entry with "Lishui Lake" finally fell from its throne on the sixth day of consecutive hot searches, and the popularity gradually subsided.
But the enthusiasm about the "Jianghai Sword God" is still fermenting in Jianghai City.
Relevant media reported it vigorously, and the video of the sword killing the demonic insect was widely circulated, making many young people in Jianghai City regard Jianghai Sword God as their idol.
How far is the fanaticism?
In the weapons store, the "sword" category has jumped from being unpopular on the shelves to being a hot-selling item. The products are so popular that they are full of orders and were once out of stock.
Some stores are even more ruthless. They seize the business opportunity and copy the appearance of the Ziwei Divine Sword and sell it.
In the later stages of development, if you go out in Jianghai City without a sword, you will be embarrassed to say that you are a local...
This day.
The foot of Broken Peak Mountain.
Li Zixuan put on a pair of light sportswear and slowly got out of the taxi, preparing to study the way of kendo on a daily basis.
She has a typical slender waist and long legs, with slender Achilles tendons, and a sports headband on her forehead. She is extremely youthful and energetic.
As soon as I got out of the taxi, I immediately felt a lot of eyes on me.
“There are also a lot of people today.”
Li Zixuan frowned slightly, looking at the bustle of people in front of the gate of Duanfeng Mountain. They were all people who came to learn the meaning of the sword, and there was already a long queue.
But she can understand it.
After all, since that day when he killed the insect with his flying sword, the master's reputation has become very famous.
Seeing the peerless grace of the "Sword God", the young generation in Jianghai City have picked up swords, become obsessed with kendo, and want to follow in the footsteps of their masters.
And these two places, "Duanfeng Mountain" and "Sword Valley", no longer belong exclusively to Jianghai Martial Arts Academy.
Instead, it was changed to be open to star warriors from all over the country.
Anyone, no matter how high or low they are, whether they are poor or humble.
As long as you devote yourself to the art of swordsmanship, you can understand the meaning of the sword and share the blessings left by the Jianghai Sword God.
“Use your own strength to open the way to peace...”
Li Zixuan looked at this prosperous scene while walking, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart:
“As expected of a master, he is awesome.”
Coming to the back of the line, she lined up with the others.
at this time.
An unfamiliar voice came from behind.
“Beauty, are you also here to understand the meaning of the sword?”
Li Zixuan turned around subconsciously following the sound, and saw a boy with freckles on his face, holding a high-imitation "Ziwei Divine Sword" in his arms, and raised his eyebrows to chat with him.
"Um."
Li Zixuan, who cherished words like gold, replied coldly.
She has seen this way of striking up a conversation many times, and she doesn't want to get entangled with the other person.
However, when the boy saw this, his face was filled with joy.
“Hey, what a coincidence! Me too, beauty. When the time comes, we can go in together and we can just have some company.”
With that said, he raised the high imitation "Ziwei" in his hand and said proudly: "I am a disciple of the Sword God. If you don't understand something, you can come and ask me."
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“Disciples?”
Li Zixuan was stunned when she heard this. Her eyes widened and she asked with confusion written all over her face: "What disciple?"
When did the teacher accept new apprentices?
“Hey, you look like you’ve just learned swordsmanship, beauty. You don’t even know this.”
The man laughed when he saw this, and a sense of superiority suddenly appeared on his face: "I'll show you my hand."
After the words fell, he lightly drew his sword.
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The moment he drew his sword, a wisp of sword intent emerged that was so weak that it was better than nothing. It was like a dying old man that might be extinguished at any time.
"This is the sword intention that I learned from Duanfeng Mountain before, the sword intention from Jianghai Sword God, it's serious!" "Pfft."
When Li Zixuan heard this, she couldn't help but laugh.
So this is what the so-called ‘disciple’ means!
I was really startled just now, and I was almost fooled by this person.
In the past few days, a large number of warriors have entered Duanfeng Mountain to study, and many of them have learned something from it.
The result is better now.
As long as they have a little understanding, any cat or dog would dare to call himself a disciple of the Sword God.
“Beauty, why are you smiling?”
The man saw Li Zixuan smiling brightly, and suddenly lost his temper.
“No, just thinking of some happy things.”
Li Zixuan grimaced, thinking over all the sad things in the past, trying hard to stop laughing.
This man's pretense is actually on his own head. He is really just doing what he does best.
If he is a disciple, then who am I?
A true disciple of the teacher?
Senior sister?
If he reveals his identity then...are he afraid that he will be frightened to death on the spot?
Wrong…
With such a person's **** strength, all the disciples who say he is a teacher are putting gold on his face!
Some of the swordsmen around saw the man pretending to be so pretentious and couldn't stand it any longer. They all stepped forward to persuade him: "Brother, who are you trying to fool here? Do you know whose disciple this beautiful woman is?"
"who?"
The man was startled when he saw this.
“She is Li Zixuan, Mr. Li’s apprentice! Are you trying to make a fool of yourself!?”
“Haha, with your little talent in swordsmanship and understanding of trivial things, how can you compete with others!?”
“It’s such a shame. It’s such a shame.”
A sound of jeers from passers-by rang out.
The man's face turned red, he lowered his head, and quickly defended himself feebly: "Why am I not counted as a disciple?"
Followed by a series of difficult words, such as "beginner" and "swordsman with a broad heart", which caused everyone to burst into laughter.
At the foot of Duanfeng Mountain, there is a cheerful air.
…
In the library.
Xia Yang also held a high imitation Plus of the "Ziwei Divine Sword". He was also strutting around the market all day long, looking proud of himself.
Qin Yang looked at him speechlessly, wondering for a while.
This is already the sixth time today that this kid has been wandering around in front of his eyes, his face full of embarrassment, like a rooster.
"You don't practice swordsmanship? Why are you hanging around with a sword all day long?"
“Hey, Lao Qin, look at what you said! It’s too much!”
Xia He touched the high imitation "Ziwei" lovingly and said: "It's true that I don't practice swords, but my dad does. He went to the Sword Valley to understand the sword's meaning a few days ago and got some of the sword god's riches... also He is considered a disciple of the Sword God.
Then as my son, I must be a disciple of the Sword God, right? "
ˆ Qin Yang: “….”
“As the disciple of the Sword God, of course I have to hold a sword.”
Xia He said matter-of-factly. He raised the high imitation "Ziwei" in his hand and suddenly showed off: "Don't be envious, kid. I found someone to customize this plus, and it cost me fifty thousand yuan!"
“How much? Fifty thousand?”
When Qin Yang heard this, he was immediately speechless and felt a pain in his body.
This pirated high-imitation "Ziwei" is worth several months of my salary, and the quality is not that good, it is pure industrial garbage.
Thinking of this, Qin Yang shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect that I was so young, and even my disciples and grandsons came out?"
(End of this chapter)