I am the only one who is normal among the chuunibyou in the world

"It seems that I really need to meet with the leader of the Divine Sword Style for a while," Shi Ling said.

"Brother, I saw you right. You've long been unhappy with the leader of the Divine Sword Style, haven't you? Just because you are the champion of the National Kendo Competition, you act recklessly and don't take all kendo people into consideration." Zhao Zhi's face was full of indignation.

"Wait a minute?" Shi Ling suddenly interrupted Zhao Zhi, "The champion of the National Kendo Competition?"

Shi Lin was confused, how could he be a national-level kendo champion?

Zhao Zhi said: "Brother, don't worry, the whole country does not refer to our country, but to the country of Mauritius. There are only more than 300 people in that country."

Shi Ling immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Tell me, where does the kendo competition come from in our country?

The second senior brother suddenly answered: "But everyone in Mauritius is a kendo master. It is said that they have a monopoly on kendo competitions around the world. For them, it is much more difficult to win the national championship than the world championship."

Shi Ling:? ? ?

Table tennis, right?

When the world table tennis champion was interviewed, a reporter asked him what his next goal was. As a result, the champion said he would work hard to return to China and win a national championship.

"What are you talking about? You have never seen my strength. It is not easy to deal with that guy. I didn't even bother to take action when the woman was injured, and made an appointment for a battle at the foot of Tianwang Mountain in seven days!" Zhao Zhi said in awe! Proud, as if he was the one who wanted to fight the opponent.

Shi Ling held his forehead and praised Haikou, so people shouldn't be too arrogant, otherwise they will easily be cornered.

"First senior brother and second senior brother, I've prepared uncle's medicine!" At this time, a little girl about thirteen or fourteen years old came in with a bowl of medicine. She glanced at Shi Ling, and then lowered her head shyly. .

"Uncle Master?" Shi Ling asked doubtfully.

Zhao Zhi's face became solemn, and he said: "In the previous battle, our Demon Sword Sect suffered heavy losses. The master was killed and the master was seriously injured. The disciples in the sect died and fled, and only a few of us were left. Although an old, weak, sick and disabled uncle escaped with me, he was too seriously injured.

Zhao Zhi couldn't bear to talk any more. Their situation was too difficult, their life was too difficult, it made people sad just to talk about it.

"Senior brother, let's go deliver the medicine. I just hope that my uncle can get well soon." The second senior brother also had a sad face. They followed the younger junior sister and walked upstairs, with Shi Ling following behind.

Soon, they walked into a room full of the smell of traditional Chinese medicine. Then Shi Ling saw an old man lying on the bed. When he saw a few people, he said with great difficulty: "Is Xiaozhi back? I said I asked you to endure the humiliation, why didn’t you listen? Do you want to involve our Demon Sword Sect’s remaining Ju Yiwen?”

Zhao Zhi: "."

The second senior brother said: "Uncle, don't blame the senior brother. This time, thanks to the senior senior brother and the master he found, they severely weakened the spirit of the Divine Sword Style and defeated several Divine Sword Styles in a row. The master even brought back the Tianque Divine Sword, the treasure of the Divine Sword Style Sect!”

"What!?" Uncle Master was very excited. He struggled to sit up, looked at Shi Ling excitedly, and then kept coughing.

Zhao Zhi quickly supported him, and Shi Ling saw that the middle-aged man's face was pale, his eyes were cloudy, his hair was sparse and white, and his body was skinny and skinny.

Shi Ling didn't see any external injuries on his body, but the old man had no energy at all, his spirit was listless, and his physical health was in extremely poor condition, as if he had suffered some extremely serious internal injury!

"My uncle, the leader of the Divine Sword Style, used sword energy to destroy all his martial arts, and also injured his internal organs. According to the doctor, he will not live for more than a month. Damn the Divine Sword Style, he has such a heart. Vicious!" The second senior brother was angry.

"You two, shut up. I haven't reached the point of being sympathized with by you. This expert, I can tell at a glance that you are the best among men. I believe that your strength is not weaker than that of my senior brother, let alone that magic sword." Master Liu, but you don’t have a weapon in hand right now, so you may not be a match for the master of the Divine Sword Style, so I want to give you my senior brother’s invincible sword!” Uncle Master said this with difficulty! , as soon as these words came out, the first senior brother and second senior brother present were shocked.

Zhao Zhi said: "Uncle, you can't do it! That is the master's regular sword! It has important commemorative significance for us!"

The second senior brother also said: "Yes, uncle, and that sword is just a wooden sword!"

Shi Ling:?

Wooden sword?

"Stop talking nonsense! It was because my senior brother didn't bring this invincible sword that he died at the hands of the other party. This time, we must not make the same mistake again!" The uncle shouted at the top of his lungs, and the blood in his vocal cords came out. The decision is irrefutable.

Zhao Zhi said: "Uncle Master, this time we have the Divine Sword Tianque, we will definitely not lose!"

Shi Ling:?

Your sister is cheating, right? Want me to fight someone with a real knife using a yam?

"Nonsense, senior brother just listened to your kid's advice last time and ended up never coming back." Senior uncle was almost furious.

Shi Ling glanced at Zhao Zhi, it turned out to be your kid's fault.

Shi Ling took a step forward: "Senior, I wonder what the invincible sword that senior refers to?"

The uncle shakily took out a wooden box next to the bed. It was a rectangular wooden box, 1.5 meters long. He put the long box into the hands of the second brother, and then said: "Give this invincible sword to Although the Tianque Divine Sword is powerful, this master is still here to attract kendo apprentices to learn from him. We, the Demonic Sword Sect, can no longer withstand the trouble."

Zhao Zhi sighed. He knew what his uncle meant. The Tianque Sword was precious and he had to keep it to attract apprentices. As for the master's wooden sword, it was dispensable and just a souvenir. Giving this sword to Shi Ling was also a repayment of his favor. His uncle was old and had a short life, so he became a bad guy. Everything was for the Demon Sword Sect.

Shi Ling took the wooden box and opened it. He found a long sword about 1.3 meters long lying inside. The handle was made of wood and the scabbard was also made of wood. Shi Ling picked it up and then pulled it out.

"Swish!"

With a slight sound, the cold light of the blade flashed and shone on Shi Ling's face.

"Good sword!" Shi Ling couldn't help but praise.

Zhao Zhi sighed and said, "Brother, you don't need to flatter me. It's too difficult for you to take this wooden sword to duel. Don't worry, I will find a really good sword for you within these seven days!" Shi Ling didn't care too much. This sword was good enough. Shi Ling held it in his hand and felt that the sword was very heavy. With such a length and width, it was so heavy. This can only mean that the material used to forge this sword is very extraordinary. Moreover, Shi Ling was more and more certain that the leader of the Demon Sword Sect and the current leader of the Divine Sword Sect must know something. Perhaps, they can see the truth just like him.