Regardless of whether God has eyesight or not, Kong Yunjie's life has been saved. With Wuying Xiaoyaosou by his side, Zhao Zheng has no chance to make a move.
An unprecedented sense of disappointment emerged from the bottom of Zhao Zheng's heart, and all his strength was drained away at this moment, fading as quickly as the tide. He was already extremely exhausted. Most of his previous strength came from willpower, but now the competition has
When it ends, his willpower will naturally disappear.
Fatigue, pain, and other forgotten feelings emerged one by one, torturing his body.
Since Kong Yunjie was not dead, everything had to be considered in the long term, and he could only slowly look for other opportunities to strike. After the competition, there were still many things to deal with, and his attention had to be diverted.
"I was in the mood to kill just now, but I accidentally made a mistake and almost made a big mistake. Thank you, senior, for taking action at the critical moment. It not only helped Kong Shaoxia, but also helped me." Zhao Zheng even spoke weakly.
"It's understandable that you are young and energetic, just be more careful next time." The three-foot shadowless old man warned with a smile. No matter how stern the martial arts leader is, he will become kind when facing a rising star with amazing talents.
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"The words of the seniors will be kept in mind by the juniors."
"Your name is Zhao Zheng, right?"
"Exactly."
"The competition you just had was wonderful. You have achieved this at such a young age, and your future prospects are bound to be limitless. After winning this competition, remember not to be complacent. As the saying goes, when water is full, it will overflow. Once a warrior is complacent, sooner or later he will be
Suffer a big loss..."
"Senior taught me this."
"Okay, you are injured and tired, so I won't say anything more. You can go down early to recover and rest."
While the two were talking, Tie Xuanfeng led a group of doctors and Zhuang Ding to the ring in a hurry. They surrounded Kong Yunjie, who was seriously injured, and began to treat him. The remaining doctors walked towards Zhao Zheng, intending to help Zhao Zheng heal his injuries.
A thin and dry old man separated from the crowd of doctors and jumped in front of Zhao Zheng first. It was the sword slave.
"Haha! As expected of the Zichu sword I forged. It cut off two famous swords one after another as soon as it was born. It really earned me a lot of face!" The sword slave let out a rare laugh and stared at the Zichu sword in Zhao Zheng's hand with pleasure.
Chu Jian had a look in his eyes that almost looked forward to his son becoming a successful person. In fact, he could indeed be regarded as Zi Chu Jian’s father.
"The Zichu Sword is indeed a good sword. Without its help, I would have been defeated today. Senior is the forger of the Zichu Sword, so I should bow to you." Zhao Zhengjian crossed one hand and bowed respectfully to the sword slave.
He bent down in respect.
"Zi Chujian made it very clear just now. It said that it would wait until after the competition to decide whether to recognize you as its master. Now that the competition is over, has it recognized you as its master?" Sword Slave asked with a smile.
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"It happened suddenly. I haven't had time to talk to Zichujian, so I'm going to ask what it means now." Zhao Zheng nodded. He let his thoughts sink into his mind and started a conversation with Zichujian in his hand, "Zichujian,
According to the agreement just made, I have defeated the enemy, now it is your turn to fulfill the agreement."
"Although I am just a sword, I can keep my word like a human being. Since you have won as promised, from now on, you will completely become my master. From now on, I will do my best to help you, up the mountain of swords and under the sea of fire.
Don't hesitate to do anything!" Zi Chujian responded immediately, his voice resounding in Zhao Zheng's heart.
"Okay, from now on, you will be my sword. I will clean you twice a day, morning and night, and do my best to take good care of you. I will also let you fight with heroes from all over the world, and drink all the evil and thieves."
The black blood!" Zhao Zhengli swore.
"It's settled. A woman will not marry two husbands, and a sword will not serve two masters. I will only recognize you as my master until the sword is broken! I will reveal your name on the hilt of my sword.
, for the purpose of remembering." After Zi Chujian finished speaking, he fell into silence.
Outside Zhao Zheng's spiritual world, Zichu Sword has undergone earth-shaking changes. Many beautiful and complex textures have emerged on the originally empty sword. Some places are convex and some are concave.
, only the edge of the sword has not changed at all. On the hilt of the sword, the three characters "Zi Chu Jian" are carved with indents on the left side, and the two characters "Zhao Zheng" are carved with indents on the right side.
The Zichu sword was originally empty and plain, but now it looks gorgeous and flamboyant.
Zhao Zheng looked at the patterns on the sword that appeared out of thin air and found them very beautiful. In fact, these patterns appeared through his preferences, so they just matched his aesthetics.
"The previous Zichu Sword was just a semi-finished blank. Only after someone is recognized as the lifelong owner, the sword body will show corresponding patterns and decorations, as well as the owner's name. Now you, Zhao Zheng, appear on the hilt.
name, this also means that Zichujian has completely recognized you! A sword is only considered a sword when it has its master. Only after recognizing you as its master, Zichujian is truly born. As Zichujian, I
Forger, I sincerely hope that you will take good care of this sword so that it can exert its true power and make sure to leave a mark in the history of the world!" The sword slave said with a burning gaze.
Zhao Zheng held the completely transformed Zichu Sword tightly in his hand, holding a heroic sword flower, cupping his fists towards the sword slave and saying: "Senior, don't worry, one day, I will become famous together with this Zichu Sword."
Wan, make a great contribution to the world."
"Okay! I have long seen that you are a great person and will become a great person in the future. I believe what you say!" The sword slave nodded heavily.
Today's competition was full of twists and turns and was extremely exciting. After the end, there was such an unexpected change. Before the arena competition was completely over, Zi Chujian actually recognized the new master. The spectators in the audience couldn't help but make a noise,
There was a heated discussion in private, and the surrounding area became noisy.
Amidst the noise, a figure in white jumped onto the ring.
Although there are many people around, there are not many people who are qualified to jump on stage at this time. This young man in white happens to be one of these qualified people.
He is Zheng Wuji, and Zheng Wuji is naturally qualified to jump into this arena.
If there were no accidents, he should have had the next duel with Bai Feiyu and won the victory that he should have won. But now a major change has occurred, and Zi Chujian has identified Zhao Zheng as the master. As the arena
Caitou's Zichu Sword has an owner. This arena match has lost all meaning. There is no need to continue the competition.
He suddenly jumped onto this ring, naturally not for a martial arts competition, but for another thing.
He walked up to Zhao Zheng and stood still, his eyes calm but not calm, like two pools of water with surging undercurrents.
"Zhao Zheng, your fight just now was very exciting. You used many exquisite sword skills that I have never seen before. It made me very interested in you. I want to set a date with you and have a good fight with you.
, what do you think?"
In this world, there are not many young swordsmen that Zheng Wuji can take a liking to, definitely not many.
As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately attracted the attention of many people.
Zheng Wuji actually invited him to fight, which Zhao Zheng had never expected, but no matter how surprised he was, he had to accept this challenge.
When people are in the arena, they cannot help themselves. When faced with challenges from others, a martial artist has no choice.
"Time and place. I would like to hear the details." Zhao Zheng raised his sword and agreed, not timid.
"Three years later, on March 3rd, I will wait for you at the top of Snow Lotus Mountain." Zheng Wuji
"Why set the time so far away, three years later?"
"Because you are not my opponent at all now, and it is meaningless to set the time in the near future. Only in three years can you possibly defeat me. I don't want to compete with someone who is bound to lose, I just want to compete with someone who can defeat me.
People compete in martial arts. Are you satisfied with this explanation?"
"satisfy."
"That's good."
Zheng Wuji left in a hurry, leaving the blood-stained arena and the noisy crowd behind him. This place was not suitable for him. He liked peace and quiet. Even if he was dueling with others, he would choose the place on the snow-capped mountains.
Zhao Zheng is still in the ring. He cannot leave. Instead, he must stay to accept everyone's attention, listen to everyone's cheers, and accept the glory!
A group of doctors gathered around Kong Yunjie and took him away. Before leaving, Kong Yunjie turned his head, looked at Zhao Zheng hatefully, and said through a message: "Zhao Zheng, someone took note of this account today. Shan
If you don’t change things, there will always be a time in the future when I ask you to pay back the debt!”
Zhao Zheng did not answer, and did not even look at Kong Yunjie. If he failed to kill Kong Yunjie today, he would have to hide his murderous intention temporarily in the future, hibernating in the dark, silently waiting for the next opportunity. After the battle just now, he had already fought with Kong Yunjie
Having created a gap, I am afraid it will be difficult to wait for this opportunity again.
Tie Xuanfeng walked up to Zhao Zheng, said congratulations, and then announced loudly in public: "In the competition just now, Zhao Zheng decided the world with one sword and won the final victory. And he was still in the process of the competition.
Among them, he won the favor of Zichujian and became the new owner of Zichujian, which can be regarded as a double happiness. From now on, there will be another outstanding young hero in the world. For Jianghu,
It’s really a blessing.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a tsunami of applause erupted from the three surrounding stands. These applauses were all given to Zhao Zheng. From today on, these people will remember Zhao Zheng's name and spread this name to all corners of the world.
, all over the country!
Among the cheering crowd, Lu You, who had made a huge fortune in gambling, was the loudest.
In addition, some people cried with joy and shed tears. Those who could shed tears at this time were those who truly loved Zhao Zheng. There were two people who shed tears, both of them were women, one was pure and beautiful, and the other
Enchanting and colorful.
As Zhao Zheng listened to the deafening applause, a surge of blood surged in his chest, and his heart surged one after another. All other distracting thoughts and trivial matters were temporarily forgotten.
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This is a very comfortable room. There is an incense burner on the table, from which a refreshing aroma comes out. A bright sunlight shines through the window, leaving a square spot of light on the ground.
Of course, a comfortable room must have a comfortable bed. Zhao Zheng was lying on the comfortable bed now, enjoying the comfort. He didn't need to think about anything or do anything now. He only needed to give an order and the people outside the door would be there.
A person will prepare everything well. Even if he makes a rude request to find a beautiful woman to accompany him, he will be satisfied.
This was the preferential treatment given to him, the winner of the competition, by the Sword Forging Villa. After several bloody battles, he had earned this preferential treatment with both hands.
This preferential treatment will not be revoked until his injury recovers.
He had been lying in bed for three days, but it would still take some time for him to recover. One of his sternums was broken by a kick, and his muscles and bones were injured for a hundred days. Even if he used the best panacea, he would not be able to recover quickly.
In addition, he also suffered extremely serious internal injuries. This injury is more difficult to heal than bones and needs to be nursed slowly.
In order to allow him to recuperate in peace of mind, the owner of the iron village ordered that no idlers should disturb him. Only some servants and doctors were allowed to enter this room. Apart from these people, not even a fly was allowed to enter. This is the truth.
, this is not an exaggeration, outside Zhao Zheng’s room, there are several masters from the Sword Making Villa on duty, who will kill any flies even if they come close.
He is now the final winner of the arena competition, so naturally he must be protected by the Villa at all levels, and there is no room for any mistakes.
A gentleman is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a jade. After winning the Zichu Sword, he will become the object of envy of many people, will be remembered by many thieves, and will get into endless trouble. Most things in the world have two sides.
While it brings benefits, it will naturally bring certain troubles. Only now can he live a stable life, but he will not be so free in the future.
Zhao Zheng was leaning on the wooden pillow, looking at the sunny scenery outside, with a clear mind, as if he was in trance - this is actually a nice way of saying it, but to put it bluntly, he was just in a daze and boredom.
Fortunately, he won't be bored after a while. He has already informed the owner of the village to make an exception and let some relatives and friends come to visit him to relieve his loneliness.
Counting the time, those people should be here soon.
Sure enough, after half a stick of incense had been burned, there was a knock on the door. After the door opened, a group of people rushed in. Walking among them was an enchanting woman wearing an apricot brocade bra, with lotuses on her feet and a graceful face.
Passionate, she has a pair of watery eyes, and now she is looking at Zhao Zheng with these eyes, and there is water in her eyes.
This woman was none other than Zhao Zheng's sworn sister Shen Luoxia. After she learned about the news about Zhao Zheng's martial arts competition, she rushed here all the way and happened to catch up with Zhao Zheng's last martial arts competition and witnessed the whole process with her own eyes.
Shen Luoxia was accompanied by several ugly men, namely Smiling Ghost, Human Butcher, Song Kuaizui and others. They also abandoned Hongchen Inn and followed them all the way here.
Zhao Zheng had already heard that his sworn sister had come to the villa, but he had just met his sister now. He showed a sunny smile and said with a smile: "Sister, long time no see, how are you doing these days?"
"I am living a good life, you don't have to worry about me." Shen Luoxia replied with a tearful smile. Even if she was not living a good life, she would not admit it in front of her brother, because it would only increase his troubles and make him worry.
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