Also.

The title of Juggernaut is like thunder.

There will definitely be young talents who will continue to challenge.

Who doesn't want to be number one in the world?

Hearing what the man in the bamboo hat said, Mr. Zhong laughed and said:

"If we have to be number one in the world, then we will never be able to become a sword master in our lifetime."

"The size of the world is far beyond what we imagined. There are mountains beyond mountains, and there are people beyond people..."

"It's just a false name... If you like it, I will give you the title of 'Sword Master'."

"The old man is still in a hurry to go back and have a drink."

Hearing this, Zhu Xiongying said with emotion:

This old clock... is quite black-bellied.

Knowing that the name "Sword Master" is a hot potato, I want to throw it to others.

At that time, the man in the bamboo hat in front of him will be the one the other young people want to challenge, and Lao Zhong can feel at ease.

The man in the bamboo hat snorted coldly, and said with disdain:

"If you don't fight, this name will only make people laugh."

Then, clasped his fists and said:

"Junior Zhang Mingfu, please enlighten me, Senior Sword Master!"

"Old man, let's do it."

After finishing speaking, he raised the long sword in his hand.

Inside the hotel.

Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to be watching a play, eating vegetables and drinking wine, and looking at the gate.

"Interesting and interesting, dear grandson... How many tricks do you think Mr. Zhong can take him down?"

Zhu Xiongying shook his head and said:

"I don't know, this person must be very talented, otherwise he wouldn't have the confidence to challenge Mr. Zhong."

"I just hope Mr. Zhong won't get hurt."

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said:

"You underestimate this expert too..."

"Let me tell you, grandpa, I have lived for so many years, and I have seen many masters, but this old Zhong has already surpassed the ranks of ordinary people, let alone a 'sword master', even if he is called a 'sword fairy' or a 'sword god' , we can also call it worthy."

"This young man...seems to have something, but we can see that he can't even force Mr. Zhong to draw his sword."

Hearing that Zhu Yuanzhang was so sure, Zhu Xiongying felt relieved.

Although I can see the level of luck of others, there are differences between golden luck.

What's more, luck is just something innate, without hard work and development, no matter how good the talent is, it's useless.

Look outside the gate again.

Mr. Zhong was forced by him to be helpless, knowing that this matter cannot be avoided.

Pointing to the top, he suggested:

"also."

"But let's not fight here. There are a lot of pedestrians passing by here. It would be bad if we smashed up other people's stalls."

"Your qinggong is good, let's go up and fight."

After finishing speaking, he rose into the air and jumped to the roof of the restaurant with ease as if without any leverage.

"Exactly what I want!"

That Zhang Mingfu also followed closely behind, with a light tiptoe, he went up to the roof of the restaurant.

soon.

The entrance of the restaurant was surrounded by diners and passers-by.

People always like to join in the fun.

There are fights to watch, who doesn't love to watch?

Anyway, I didn't fight myself.

Of course Zhu Xiongying was no exception. After confirming that the person who came had nothing to do with him, he was relieved and ran to the restaurant door to look up.

Seeing the crowds at the door, Zhu Yuanzhang was worried about the safety of his grandson, so he approached the door with a jug in his arms.

roof.

Mr. Zhong and Zhang Mingfu were separated from each other, and they looked a bit like heroes fighting each other.

but.

When Elder Zhong started picking his nostrils in front of everyone...

This heroic demeanor disappeared immediately.

"Young students, we don't have much time, and we won't bully you. I'll give you thirty moves."

"Within thirty moves, if you can make me move one step, you win."

"After thirty moves, we will only use one move... If this move can't knock you off the roof, you will be considered a winner."

"At that time, the old man will admit to everyone in the world that the title of 'Sword Master' has changed hands. What do you think?"

Chapter 61 Why did you fall down before we made a move?

"Doctor, hurry up, this way."

In a small alley not far from the restaurant.

He Li is leading the doctor to come here.

When walking to the street of restaurants.

He Li was stunned.

Is this the street when I came here?

Why is it so crowded?

Follow the eyes of everyone and look up...

Unexpectedly found Mr. Zhong!

Who is that person opposite him?

Why are you still pointing the sword at him?

He Li immediately thought of Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Xiongying.

Could it be another assassin came to attack?

This time.

He Li panicked, took the hand of the old doctor behind him and squeezed through the crowd.

"Give way, let's go, I'm here to save people!"

As expected of a well-appointed bodyguard, He Li easily squeezed his way out of the crowd.

After seeing Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Xiongying.

He Li heaved a sigh of relief.

As long as these two are safe and well, then nothing else matters.

"Master, young master, this is..."

He Li pointed to the roof and asked puzzledly.

Zhu Yuanzhang hadn't joined in the fun for a long time. He was in a good mood and replied with a smile:

"You're back."

"Someone challenged Lao Zhong, and the two are preparing for a contest!"

He Li nodded and said:

"Master, then I'll take the doctor to see Hu Wei and Li Mu-nian first."

"Okay," Zhu Yuanzhang nodded. Seeing that the doctor had been invited, he stopped worrying and focused all his attention on the roof of the restaurant. "Take him up."

Just after He Li brought the doctor into the restaurant.

On the roof, Zhang Mingfu finally made a move.

"Senior, since you look down on me, don't blame me for being merciless!"

"Look at the sword!"

Sword out.

There was only a flash of coldness in everyone's eyes.

the next moment.

That Zhang Mingfu rushed to Elder Zhong with a sword in hand!

Its speed is nothing short of unpleasant.

Of course the people below are just watching the excitement, but the people on the roof are different.

The corner of Zhong Lao's mouth rose, and he couldn't help but praise:

"good."

The voice did not fall.

Stretching out the two fingers of his right hand, he easily and freely clamped the tip of Zhang Mingfu's sword!

A strong air flow radiated from Zhong Lao's whole body, blowing his tattered robes without any wind.

"At your age, it's really good that the sword energy can be condensed to this level. It can be regarded as a real entry into the school of swordsmanship."

Elder Zhong chuckled, stood still and said without moving a muscle.

This is a boast.

But in that Zhang Mingfu's ears, it was extremely mocking.

I have practiced swordsmanship for more than [-] years, and I have defeated countless famous swordsmen...

In the eyes of Mr. Zhong, is he just getting started?

That Zhang Mingfu couldn't help but said:

"Senior, don't rush to talk big, be careful to flash your tongue!"

After speaking, he turned his wrist, wanting to pick the sword out of Zhong Lao's fingertips.

But the sword seemed to grow in Zhong Lao's hands, and it didn't move at all.

This feeling is like...

The one holding the sword is not Zhang Mingfu, but Mr. Zhong!

Zhang Mingfu's face changed slightly. It was the first time he had encountered such a terrifying opponent since practicing swordsmanship!

then.

He didn't dare to hold back any more strength and used all his strength to pull the sword back.

but.

In the eyes of Zhu Xiongying below.

It's just that Mr. Zhong is tired from playing, and he doesn't bother to drag him.

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