Legend Of Lightning Warriors II: The Eye of the Gods
The Notebook of the Disciples of the World
The three are now toasting. Now To Cun and Beng Koan have calmed down. Both have managed to regain control of themselves.
"Do you have a picture of Pang Meng the Wild Tiger Beetle from the West?" ask Chen Li further.
"There's a young master, there's. Just sec,"
Beng Koan then called one of his students to take a painting of Pang Meng. After the painting of the old man was in his hands, Beng Koan immediately gave it to Chen Li.
The young man immediately opened and observed the drawing of the painting after receiving it. After a long period of observing, Chen Li rolled back the painting painted on the dangling skin.
"I'll take him,"
"Please,"
Chen Li nodded. They then went back to talking about the issue.
To investigate a problem that is quite complicated and full of mystery, then you have to prepare everything. Let alone big things, even small things must be learned. Important or unimportant, everything must be learned first so that when starting the movement, you already know the steps.
Because in conducting investigations, even small clues can be big. And vice versa. Big clues can sometimes even be small clues.
"I also want to ask you," said Pendekar Without Feelings.
"Please young master say,"
"Do you know of a man named Xhiang Yu the Five Lives Sword?"
Beng Koan was silent for a moment. He was remembering the name and nickname.
Chen Li himself deliberately asked such a question because he knew exactly that the Beggar's Association was the most knowledgeable of all kinds of information related to the martial world.
Everyone who dabbles in the lake river knows this truth.
Beng Koan called back one of his students.
"Take the Notebook of the Disciples of the World that I wrote in my office. Bring it here," he said.
The disciple nodded a few times and then immediately left. After a while, he had come back while carrying a notebook that was already quite shabby, the entire part of the book was yellow.
Beng Koan then opened up piece by piece from each of the notebooks, ten minutes later, he looked excited. After that, the old man began to talk.
"I know, even the information in this book about him is complete,"
"Try explaining," Chen Li said.
"Xhiang Yu, she is from Sichuan City. She is about three years old recovering four years old. His face was quite handsome, his pair of eyes were a bit narrow, he had machete eyebrows. Pinched nose. Her hair was jet black and long allowed to unravel. He always wears black clothes and robes. The sword on his waist was a top grade heirloom sword, it was limp, it could even be made into a belt. His sword science was quick and hard. His nickname was the Five Life Sword. Everyone who's ever fought with him has never survived,"
"In addition to that, Xhiang Yu was also the lead of the Three Unrivaled Swords. The three people inside were swordsmen who rarely found a match. Although one container, but each of them has a different flow. But even so, these three are very dangerous people," Beng Koan said explaining about Xhiang Yu the Five Life Sword to Chen Li.
As long as the old grandfather explained, the Soulless Swordsman did not at all cut off his speech. He listened carefully.
In his heart, Chen Li was a little surprised that it turned out that the Beggar Guild had more than enough information.
Is the company the center of all information?
The answer can be yes no.
"Where can I find him?" chen Li asked after Beng Koan finished his explanation.
"Now he is in the West, precisely in the Snow Mountains,"
"Is the distance from here far enough?"
"good. Thank you," Chen Li replied briefly.
Now a little bit of information regarding the problem is clear. Likewise with the problems that the Beggar Association was facing.
The terms of the two problems have been pocketed. Then it's time to move on.
"If you may know, why is young master looking for Xhiang Yu the Five Lives Sword?" tanya To Cun who had been silencing her mouth ever since.
"Because he's already looking for trouble with me," Chen Li replied coldly.
"Aii, it must be a complicated matter. We can only remind that the young master is always careful when facing that person. Besides the swordsman, he is also very skilled in terms of using secret weapons," To Cun reminded.
The Soulless Swordsman did not show any expression except just his pair of eyebrows that were raised. Indeed Chen Li did not care about it, whether it was a secret weapons expert, poison master or any expert, he never took a headache.
To be sure, every human who had dared to harass him, let alone intend to kill him, then that person was very obliged to die.
"Then thank you. Now I say retreat" he said, rising from his seat.
"Aii Young master, why is it such a rush?" asked Beng Liang while standing up.
"There's still a lot of work to be done, so I'm sorry I couldn't stay around for long,"
"Alright then, we can't force anymore,"
"Thank you, your problems don't worry. I will help as soon as possible," said Pendekar Without Feelings repeated his words.
"Thank you again young master" said Beng Koan and To Cun almost simultaneously. They jutted while saluting with both hands crossed in front of the chest.
But when the two stood up straight again, it turned out that now there was no one else. In front of them was only one empty seat and a wine cup that had just been gulped down.
"It's an amazing young man" said Beng Koan.
"It's really amazing" said To Cun.
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Chen Li was already in Kotaraja back. Right now the young man was sitting in the city fortress that had never died.
The night is getting late. The atmosphere began to fade. The sound of the night beast now began to be inaudible. Their voices are lost to the earth.
In his right hand was one fragrant wine jar that was half as good as the other. That wine was the wine he had brought from the Beggar Society's place just now.
Just as his mouth was preparing to gulp down the wine, suddenly from the right and left it seemed to flash two indescribable silvery shadows of his speed.
Yush!!! Yush!!!
Trak!!!
Chen Li did not dodge too far. The young man just got up to his feet with an equally swift movement.
The two silvery rays earlier had now pierced into the wine jar he had previously held.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Now there are more people. Two strangers had stood on either side of the Soulless Swordsman.
The silvery ray had come from the two spear rods. A very sharp jet-black spear. And now, the spear had mistakenly hit the target.
"Who are you?" asked the Feelingless Swordsman with his extremely cold voice.