The Journey of Overthrowing the Celestial Emperor
Ch. 41 ~ Swords
"Master, these five people who yesterday beat us to pieces like this!" Zhan Gong complained.
Looking towards Zhang Ziyi and his four friends, but Zhang Wei did not find anything special. Even the cultivation of these children was inferior compared to the cultivation of his students.
"Are you sure?" Zhang Wei asked Zhang Gong by raising his next eyebrow.
"Yes, Master!"
"Hmmm, Just a bunch of weak people like them can make you battered like this... You are not worthy to be my disciple, you weakling!" Instead of defending Zhang Gong, Zhang Wei instead yelled at Zhang Gong.
How not, this Zhang Gong had damaged his reputation as the second strongest master in the Zhang main clan. What would the people out there say if they found out that the second strongest master disciple of the Zhang clan was in a terrible defeat to the disciple of the weakest master of the Zhang clan? Moreover, his students until battered until the face is unknown.
"Pardon me, teacher!" Zhang Gong knelt down hoping that Zhang Wei would forgive him. Zhang Wei ignored the young man.
Looking towards Zhang Ziyi and the four young men who also turned towards him, Zhang Wei then said, "So you guys who have dared to hit my students?!" Walking forward, Zhang Wei resumed his words. "Great are your guts?!"
"Tch, who's looking for trouble first? Who is to blame!" sosor Zhang Meng's.
"How dare you say disrespectful to Master Wei... Find you dead huh?" one of Zhang Wei's disciples said with great emphasis.
"You think I'm scared?"
"You...!"
Zhang Wei's student almost charged toward Zhang Meng, but immediately stopped his steps upon hearing Zhang Wei's deheman.
"I admit you're brave enough... But the way you put your courage in was wrong." Stopping the words for a moment, Zhang Wei sighed for a moment. Shortly after, an enormous pressure suddenly suppressed the bodies of Zhang Ziyi, Zhang Lan, Zhang Yin, Zhang Bie, as well as Zhang Meng.
"W-what happened?" ask Zhang Lan. His body that was originally light, suddenly felt heavy. Like a huge mountain had fallen on him, that was how Zhang Lan felt. His body collapsed on the ground, with a kneeling position. Unable to do so, Zhang Lan began to lower both hands to support her body from lying down.
What Zhang Lan felt was also in the taste of Zhang Ziyi, Zhang Yin, Zhang Meng as well as Zhang Bie. Both arms that support the body so as not to collapse begin to vibrate, the weight of the pressure. Even their bodies have now been covered in sweat that soaks the temples and suits they wear.
"I'll forget that you ever hit my students. Just so you can escape from this pressure!" Zhang Wei said with a trifle.
Zhang Ziyi tried to raise his head towards Zhang Wei.
"Curtain, this old man!"
Zhang Ziyi. As much as possible Zhang Ziyi tried to stand up, but after he could almost, the pressure suddenly grew heavier, making him have to be forced back to his knees.
"Damn!" Zhang Ziyi started to curse.
Zhang Ziyi's arms trembled with the increasingly heavy pressure.
"A–aku ti–cannot te–continue like this!" Zhang Ziyi said in a stammer. Because the pressure was so heavy that even to speak he had a little trouble.
Zhang Ziyi then took out the sky Dragon Sword, then made the heirloom a pedestal.
Unexpected things happen. The Heavenly Dragon Sword seemed to show a reaction when it felt the pressure from Zhang Wei. The sword began to emit an aura that was so domineering. As time went on, the aura also grew bigger and defeated Zhang Wei's pressure.
Zhang Ziyi was dumbstruck for a moment as he watched the sword in his clutches that emitted grains of light.
Not only Zhang Ziyi, but also all those in the place were petrified, Witnessing the astonishment of the sword in Zhang Ziyi's hand. Even the hornbills surprised them to the point of forgetting to breathe.
The pressure that had originally forced Zhang Ziyi and his four companions began to slowly but surely diminish. Until not a second the pressure had disappeared completely.
Stand from his kneeling position. Zhang Ziyi looked back at Zhang Wei who was currently looking at the man with his sword unblinkingly.
Realizing, Zhang Wei then spoke.
"Forgetting doesn't mean letting go...!" A knotty smile was engraved on Zhang Wei's lips as the man thought of something.
"If you're going to hand me the sword in your hand, maybe I'll rethink the decision to hurt you!" tawang Zhang Wei's.
Zang Ziyi frowned. Looking over at his friends, trying to ask for an opinion, yet he only got an answer with both shoulders lifted from them, signaling they were handing over all the decisions to Zhang Ziyi.
"Sad, old man..why do you so wish I would give you this sword?" Zhang Ziyi began to call Zhang Wei old sir.
"Hohoho, you're getting bolder apparently!" zhang Wei. "Give me the sword now and I'll release you... I'll assume our business is done here!"
Thinking for a moment, Zhang Ziyi then nodded in agreement. "Well, take it for yourself if you can!"
"Haha.... Be a submissive boy!" Zhang Wei laughed happily as he managed to seduce Zhang Ziyi. Afterwards, the old man told one of his disciples to take the sword from Zhang Ziyi's hand.
Without refuting, the young man moved from his place and headed towards Zhang Ziyi.
On the other hand, Zhang Lan, Zhang Meng, as well as Zhang Bie did not accept Zhang Ziyi's response just now.
"Brother Ziyi, don't leave that sword to them! Or something dangerous will happen after!" Zhang Lan reminded Zhang Ziyi.
"You take it easy brother Lan, I have something interesting to watch, so let them take this sword." Zhang Ziyi half whispered. Trying to calm Zhang Lan down.
Zhang Lan frowned, yet he was also curious as to what Zang Ziyi would do. So that he could only watch what the man was doing.
Zhang Ziyi extended the Heavenly Dragon sword at Zhang Wei's disciple just now. While Zhang Wei widened his eyes even more when he saw Zhang Ziyi extending her hand. But something unexpected happened.
Zhang Wei's disciple's hand suddenly fell down along with the falling of the sky Dragon sword on the ground.
"Armghh!" Shouting the pain of the disciple.
Zhang Wei himself widened his eyes extremely wide. Not only that even his mouth was widened for some time. Same with everyone in that place.
"W-how can it be?"
It appeared that the hands of Zhang Wei's detached disciple had been crushed under the sky dragon sword. Blood spread on all sides. Even the ground where the Heavenly Dragon sword fell on the disciple's arm also caused a rift.
Zhang Yin turned his face away. For a long time, this was the first time he had seen this. So disgusting! that's how he thinks. Moreover, bones, flesh and blood were scattered on the ground. And so did the three men beside her. The three men began to feel his head dizzy, as well as his stomach that felt swirling. Shortly after, they began to disperse their stomach.
Zhang Ziyi himself revealed a sumringah smile. Although it was only the first time he had seen such a thing happen to the man's arm, yet somehow he liked it so much.
Everything had gone into the young man's calculations. He was actually a little disappointed with the result. Because, what he thought was the body of the disciple Zhang Wei who was destroyed because of the Heavenly Dragon sword. But all that happened was that man's arm was released.
Indeed, the sky dragon sword was light in Zhang Ziyi's hands, yet in the hands of others, the sword returned to its original weight. Even the earth was heavily inferior to this sky dragon sword.
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