Chapter 36 Disciple of the Sword God!

As time passed, a week passed quickly.

On the Internet, the entry with "Lishui Lake" finally fell from the throne after dominating the hot search for the sixth day, and the heat gradually subsided.

But the heat about "Jianghai Sword God" continued to ferment in Jianghai City.

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

As for how crazy it is?

In the weapon store, the "sword" category jumped directly from the original shelf unpopular to the signature hot sale, the goods were hot, the orders were full, and it was out of stock at one time.

Some stores were even more ruthless, seizing the business opportunity to make the "same style" according to the appearance of Ziwei Divine Sword and sell them, and they were sold out as soon as they were put on the shelves.

Later, 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 Duanfeng Mountain.

Li Zixuan changed into a light sportswear and slowly got off the taxi, preparing for her daily sword meditation.

She has a typical thin 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 she got off the taxi, she immediately felt many eyes cast at her.

"There are a lot of people today too."

Li Zixuan frowned slightly, looking at the noisy voices in front of the gate of Duanfeng Mountain, all of whom were people rushing to meditate on the sword, and a long queue had formed.

But she could understand it.

After all, since the flying sword killed the insect that day, the master's reputation has become famous.

After seeing the peerless style of the "Sword God", the younger generation of Jianghai City has picked up the sword, indulged in the sword, and wanted to follow the master's footsteps.

And these "Duanfeng Mountain" and "Sword Valley" are no longer exclusive to Jianghai Martial Arts College.

Instead, they are open to star warriors from all over the country.

Anyone, regardless of status, regardless of poverty.

As long as you are devoted to the way of sword, you can comprehend the meaning of sword and share the blessing left by the Sword God of Jianghai.

"With one's own strength, I will open the peace of the way of sword..."

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

"As expected of the master, he is really amazing."

She came to the back of the team and lined up with others.

Just then.

A strange voice came from behind.

"Beauty, are you also here to comprehend the meaning of sword?"

Li Zixuan subconsciously turned around 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 up.

"Yeah."

Li Zixuan was frugal with words and replied coldly.

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

However, the boy saw this and showed a happy look on his face.

"Oh, what a coincidence! Me too, beautiful lady. We can go in together and be companions."

As he spoke, he raised the high-imitation "Ziwei" in his hand and said proudly: "I am the disciple of the God of Sword. If you don't understand something, you can come and ask me."

"????"

"Disciple?"

Li Zixuan was stunned when she heard it, and her eyes widened immediately, and her face was full of confusion: "What disciple?"

When did the teacher accept a new disciple?

"Hey, I can see that you are just learning swordsmanship, beautiful lady, you don't even know this."

The man laughed at this, and suddenly showed a sense of superiority on his face: "Show you my skills."

As soon as the voice fell, he drew his sword lightly.

Clang.

At the moment of drawing the sword, a faint sword intent emerged, as if an old man in his twilight years could be extinguished at any time.

"This is the sword intent I learned from Duanfeng Mountain before, from the sword intent of Jianghai Sword God, it's serious!"

"Puchi."

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

So the so-called "disciple" means this!

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

In the past few days, a large number of warriors entered Duanfeng Mountain to comprehend, and there were many who comprehended things from it.

The result is now.

As long as there is a little understanding, any cat or dog dares to call himself a disciple of the Sword God.

"Beautiful lady, what are you laughing at?"

The man saw Li Zixuan's sweet smile, and his face was a little embarrassed.

"No, just thinking of some happy things."

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

This man pretended to be so arrogant that he even pretended to be a master.

If he is a disciple, then what am I?

The teacher's true disciple?

Senior sister?

If this identity is revealed at that time... I'm afraid he will be scared to death on the spot?

No...

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

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 beauty is?"

"Who?"

The man was stunned.

"She is Li Zixuan, the apprentice of Mr. Li! Are you pretending to be so arrogant?!"

"Haha, with your little talent in swordsmanship and the trivial things you have learned, you are comparing yourself with others!?"

"Shame on you, it's really shameful."

The ridicule of passers-by rang out.

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

Then there was a series of difficult words, such as "beginner" and "the swordsman has a broad mind", which made everyone laugh.

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

………

In the library.

Xia Yang also held a high-end imitation of the "Purple Star Sword" Plus, and was the same. He was swaggering around all day long, and looked proud of it.

Qin Yang looked at him speechlessly, puzzled.

This was the sixth time this kid had wandered around in front of him today, with a smug look on his face, like a rooster.

"You don't practice swordsmanship? Why are you wandering 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, "I don't practice sword, but my father does. He went to the Sword Valley a few days ago to comprehend the sword, and got some of the Sword God's wealth... He can be considered a disciple of the Sword God.

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

Qin Yang: "..."

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

Xia He said as a matter of course, raised the high-imitation "Ziwei" in his hand, and suddenly showed off: "Don't be envious, kid, this plus was customized by me, and it cost me 50,000 yuan!"

"How much? 50,000? "

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

This pirated high-end imitation "Ziwei" is worth several months' salary, and the quality is not good, 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 I am so young, but even my disciple has come out?"