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Chapter 36 Disciple of the Sword God!

As time passed, a week went by quickly.

On the Internet, the entry with "Lishui Lake" topped the hot search list for the sixth consecutive day, but finally fell from the throne and the popularity gradually subsided.

But the popularity of "Jianghai Sword God" is still growing in Jianghai City.

The relevant media reported it extensively, and the video of the sword slaying the demon worm was widely circulated, causing many young people in Jianghai City to regard Jianghai Sword God as their idol.

How fanatical is it?
In the weapon store, the "sword" category jumped directly from being a niche item on the shelf to being a hot-selling item. The products were in great demand, orders were filled, and they were even out of stock at one point.

Some stores are even more ruthless. They seize the business opportunity and make the same model based on the appearance of the Ziwei Divine Sword and sell them out as soon as they are put on the shelves.

Later on, if you go out in Jianghai City without a sword, you are embarrassed to say that you are a local...

This day.

The foot of Broken Peak.

Li Zixuan changed into a light sportswear, slowly stepped out of the taxi, and prepared to study the way of the sword in her daily life.

She has a typical slim waist and long legs, with a slender Achilles tendon and a sports headband on her forehead, which makes her look very youthful and energetic.

As soon as I got out of the taxi, I immediately felt many eyes cast towards me.

“There are a lot of people today too.”

Li Zixuan frowned slightly and looked at the noisy voices in front of the gate of Duanfeng Mountain. They were all people who came to comprehend the sword intent, and a long queue had formed.

But she could understand.

After all, ever since that day when he killed the insect with his flying sword, the master’s reputation has skyrocketed.

After witnessing the peerless grace of the "Sword God", the younger generation of Jianghai City has taken up swords, become obsessed with kendo, and want to follow in their master's footsteps.

And these two places, "Duanfeng Mountain" and "Jian Valley", no longer belong exclusively to Jianghai Martial Arts Academy.

Instead, it was opened to star warriors from all over the country.

No matter who you are, high or low, rich or poor.

As long as one devotes his heart to the way of the sword, he will be able to comprehend the meaning of the sword and share the blessings left by the Sword God of Jianghai.

"With my own strength, I will bring peace to the sword..."

Li Zixuan walked and looked at the prosperous scene, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart:

"As expected of you, Master. You are really amazing."

Coming to the back of the line, she lined up with everyone else.

at this time.

A strange voice came from behind.

"Beauty, are you here to comprehend the sword intent as well?"

Li Zixuan subconsciously turned around and saw a boy with freckles on his face. He was holding a high-end imitation of the "Ziwei Divine Sword" in his arms. He raised his eyebrows and started a conversation.

"Ah."

Li Zixuan was very frugal with words and replied coldly.

She had seen this kind of pick-up line many times, and she didn't want to get entangled with the other party any longer.

However, the boy showed joy when he saw this.

"Hey, what a coincidence! Me too, beautiful. We can go in together then. We can be good companions."

As he spoke, he raised the high-quality imitation "Ziwei" in his hand and said proudly: "I am a disciple of the Sword God. If you have any questions, you can come and ask me."

"?????"

"disciple?"

Li Zixuan was stunned when she heard this, her eyes widened immediately, and she asked with confusion written all over her face: "What disciple?"

When has the teacher ever accepted a new apprentice?

"Hey, I can tell from the looks of it that you've just started learning swordplay, pretty girl, you don't even know this."

The man laughed loudly when he saw this, and suddenly a sense of superiority appeared on his face: "Let me show you my skills."

As soon as he finished speaking, he drew his sword.

Clang.

At the moment of drawing the sword, a faint sword intent emerged, which was almost insignificant, like the dying of an old man, which could be extinguished at any time.

"This is the sword intent that I learned from Duanfeng Mountain. It comes from the sword intent of Jianghai Sword God. It's serious!" "Puchi."

When Li Zixuan heard this, she couldn't help laughing.

So this is what the term "disciple" means!

I was really scared just now and was almost fooled by this guy.

In the past few days, a large number of warriors entered Duanfeng Mountain to meditate, and many of them gained insights from it.

The results are better now.

As long as one has a little understanding, anyone can dare to call himself a disciple of the Sword God.

"What are you laughing at, beautiful lady?"

When the man saw Li Zixuan's sweet smile, he suddenly felt embarrassed.

"No, just thinking of some happy things."

Li Zixuan frowned, thought about all the sad things in the past in her mind, and tried hard to stop laughing.

This man is so good at pretending that he is trying to pretend to be handsome that he is actually showing off his skills in front of an expert.

If he is a disciple, then what am I?
The teacher's true disciple?
Senior sister?
If I reveal my identity at that time...I'm afraid he will be scared to death on the spot?

wrong……

Based on this kind of person's rubbish, calling him the teacher's disciple is an exaggeration!

Seeing the man pretending to be so arrogant, some swordsmen around him couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to persuade him: "Brother, who are you fooling here? Do you know whose apprentice this beautiful woman is?"

"Who?"

The man was stunned when he saw this.

"She is Li Zixuan, Master Li's apprentice! Are you just trying to show off here?"

"Haha, with your talent in swordsmanship and your meager understanding of trivial things, you're still comparing yourself with others!?"

"It's shameful. It's really shameful."

The sarcastic voices of passers-by were heard.

The man's face flushed, he lowered his head, and said weakly, "Why am I not considered a disciple?"

Then came a series of difficult-to-understand words, like "beginners" and "the swordsman has a broad mind", which made everyone laugh.

At the foot of Duanfeng Mountain, there is a happy atmosphere.

.........

In the library.

Xia Yang also held a high-end imitation of the "Purple Star Sword" Plus, and did the same thing. He showed it off in public all day long, looking very proud of it.

Qin Yang looked at him speechlessly, puzzled.

This was the sixth time today that this kid had wandered around in front of him, looking smug, like a smug rooster.

"You don't practice swordplay? Why are you swinging your sword around all day?"

"Hey, Lao Qin, look at what you said! That's too much!"

Xia He touched the high-quality imitation "Ziwei" lovingly and said, "I don't practice swordplay, but my dad does. He went to the Sword Valley a few days ago to comprehend the sword's meaning and gained some of the Sword God's wealth... He can be considered a disciple of the Sword God.

Then as a son, I must be a disciple of the Sword God, right?"

Qin Yang: “…”

"As the disciple of the Sword God, of course I have to hold the sword."

Xia He said as a matter of course, holding up the high-end imitation "Ziwei" in his hand, and suddenly boasted: "Don't be jealous, kid, this plus was custom-made by me, and it cost me 50,000 yuan!"

"How much? Fifty thousand?"

When Qin Yang heard this, he was speechless and felt a pain in his flesh.

This pirated high-end imitation "Crape Myrtle" is worth several months' salary, and the quality is not very good, it's pure industrial garbage.

Only a "grandson of the Sword God" like Xia He would be fooled...

Thinking of this, Qin Yang shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect that even my disciple has come out at such a young age?"

(End of this chapter)