Chapter 108 The Sword Saint of Central Continent, come to challenge!
Xiao Zhan soon discovered that Qinzhou had disappeared and did not appear for two consecutive days. The most data-saving and ad-free site for mobile phones. Xiao Zhan couldn't help but smile. He knew where the opportunity was. Whether he could seize it was really a question, so for
He doesn't need to care if Qinzhou and Princess Shengwu can become his disciples.
Everything is left to chance.
This is Xiao Zhan's attitude.
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The Sword Master of Zhongzhou had no expression on his face as he walked out of his residence. This is the area where the nobles live in the city. As a famous Sword Master, he naturally doesn't have to worry about where to live. Everywhere he goes, there will be people who will give him warm hospitality.
The Central Continent Sword Master's gaze was extremely sharp. At this moment, he was really like a peerless sword unsheathed, as if he would not stop until he drank all the enemy's blood.
The special performance of the Sword Master of Central Continent attracted the attention of countless people. Those who recognized him were all surprised and speculated that something big was about to happen.
"That direction seems to be the Qingxia Inn. What is the Sword Master of Zhongzhou doing there?"
"Where is the place where the Sword God is not? Does the Sword Master of Central Continent plan to challenge the Sword God?"
"It's too exaggerated. Although the Sword Master of Central Continent is famous and famous, it is said that there are no survivors under the sword. So you stabbed and challenged the Sword God. Do you really think that you are the Sword God?"
"Maybe he can create a miracle. After all, he can challenge the strong every time and win."
"Absolutely impossible. The gap between Sword God and Sword God is too big. They are not on the same level at all. The Sword Master of Central Continent is bringing disgrace on himself."
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Countless and complicated discussions could not affect the mind of the Sword Master of Central Continent. His steps were very firm. This was a rhythm that seemed to exude an invincible self-confidence from the inside out.
This kind of self-confidence is extremely strong, as if the razor-sharp sword has been unsheathed and will not be taken back until it is stained with the enemy's blood.
Invincible self-confidence is not something you are born with. It needs to be forged with blood and fire. You also need to let yourself and your sword drink up the enemy's blood.
The confidence of the Sword Master of Central Continent was forged by fighting over and over again. Although he was facing a sword god this time, his confidence could still burn.
Xiao Zhan drank tea leisurely. He was alone in the inn now. Now that Qinzhou guy was not here, he immediately called the owner of the inn, and the owner called his daughter. She was a beautiful woman, although she was not the same as the saint.
The Dancing Princess is overshadowed by others, but it is undeniable that she is still very good at making tea.
Xiao Zhan has never been a master of tea tasting. For him, as long as it tastes good, it is enough. There are too many masters of tea making around him, so even if he doesn't understand the taste, he is still being tricked. Making him feel good is enough to prove it.
This tea is still very good.
The woman is blue and dressed very simply. Her slender waist is wrapped in silk, which outlines her graceful figure to the extreme. Although her beauty is average, Xiao Zhan must praise her for her perky buttocks and the beautiful women around her.
There is something interesting about beautiful women after just one or two glances.
Although the beauty of the woman is average, this is due to Xiao Zhan's vision. There are too many stunning women around him, and even if he keeps his original intention, he will be tired of aesthetics. It is really a problem for him to evaluate who is more beautiful.
"I think that boy likes you. You seem to have feelings for him too. Why don't you give him a chance?"
Xiao Zhan was drinking tea and suddenly spoke. His words immediately made the woman blush. She was a little shy and uneasy and said: "Young Master is talking nonsense. I have nothing with him."
"You don't have three hundred taels of silver here, so you're asking for it."
Xiao Zhan laughed, and the woman realized that what she had just done was too much, so she blushed and said, "We can't do that, sir, don't say any more."
Xiao Zhan shook his head and said: "Is it because he is a buddy, and your father objects to it? In fact, that's right. In this era, we still need to pay attention to those who have strength. He works hard and does not complain, and he is also very good at business, but your father obviously wants to let you
Go further.”
The woman said quietly: "Father hopes that our three brothers and sisters can become famous teachers, but being a master is so easy."
Xiao Zhan smiled and said: "Your father is still very thoughtful. Seeing that the princesses are coming to pay homage to me, he asked you to try your luck."
The woman blushed.
Xiao Zhan smiled and said, "If you really need an opportunity, I can recommend you to someone."
"who?"
The woman's eyes immediately showed a look of opportunity.
Xiao Zhan looked at the woman and couldn't help but sigh. He had forgotten the time when he was so thirsty for knowledge, because he always had endless martial arts secrets to learn.
"How about the Holy Dance Princess?"
"How is that possible?"
The woman exclaimed, her look of surprise still showed a bit of surprise.
Just as Xiao Zhan was about to speak, his eyebrows twitched suddenly, and he immediately smiled and said, "It seems that a guest has arrived. Let's make him a cup of tea."
The woman opened her mouth. She really wanted to ask Xiao Zhan about introducing him to the princess, but after hearing his words, she couldn't help but start making tea. At the same time, she curiously looked outside the room. She was very curious that the young master didn't go out at all. She didn't know why he knew there was a guest.
Coming.
Someone is really coming!
The woman's doubts did not last long, and soon a man appeared on the second floor of the inn.
The Sword Master of Central Continent!
Xiao Zhan recognized him at a glance. He was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he didn't go to trouble this guy, but he came to his door. How could Xiao Zhan not feel that fighting spirit, especially the confidence in it, as if everything in the world
nothing is impossible.
This guy actually wants to challenge me.
Xiao Zhan smiled and said: "The Sword Master of Central Continent is really surprised."
The Sword Master of Zhongzhou raised his eyebrows and said, "Senior has heard of me."
Xiao Zhan smiled and said: "It's fate that we meet today."
These words were somewhat incomprehensible. The Sword Master of Zhongzhou frowned, but his doubts did not last long. He locked his eyes on Xiao Zhan and said in a deep voice: "I came here to ask for advice on swordsmanship from my senior. I hope that my senior can give me some advice."
The eyes of the Sword Master of Zhongzhou were unusually sharp, and the tone of the Sword Master of Central Continent's words was full of unquestionable firmness. Xiao Zhan could hear that no matter whether he agreed or not, he must fight today.
This man is very strong.
Xiao Zhan said calmly: "Challenge me? Is your confidence in yourself or your sword?"
The eyes of the Sword Master of Zhongzhou narrowed instantly, and he said solemnly: "It doesn't matter if it's a sword, or it doesn't matter if it's a human being?"
"The sword looks good. Maybe it can be used for a fight. If it's cute, do you still have self-esteem?"
Xiao Zhan's luck was very calm, but the eyes of the Sword Master of Zhongzhou flashed with surprise, as if these words had struck a vital chord in him.
"Why don't I have myself here?"
"If you use a man to control a sword and let a sword control a person, you have become a demon. How can you do it to yourself?"
"Okay! Very good! As expected of the Sword God, you can actually see through my realm at a glance. You are still the first!"
The eyes of the Sword Master of Zhongzhou were very bright, and they were really no different from the unsheathed sword. At that moment, his hand rested on the hilt of the sword.