Your understanding is incredible: You blindly changed your technique and you are still invincible

It is said that yesterday, the two left in disgrace, which made Shen Zilang very uncomfortable. He even bought two monitors specifically to prevent the father and son from having any conspiracy. He wanted to take advantage of this last day. , install the listener on them.

Unexpectedly, the real owner disappeared.

He wasted thousands of dollars.

Shameful.

Soon, amid a burst of compliments, Shen Tianlin took Shen Zilang away, and Shen Zilang had to board the train to Yangcheng.

Six hours later.

Shen Zilang returned to Yangcheng and returned to the Yunwushan Villa.

The first thing is to go to the sword-making place to get your sword of benevolence.

Two days were enough for the swordsmith to carve two words on the hilt.

But after Shen Zilang got the sword, a new problem came.

This sword is edged.

It is a controlled tool.

Although a warrior can hold weapons, it is obvious that he is not a true warrior because he does not have a warrior certificate.

Just like this, if he swaggers around with a sword worth 300,000 yuan, he will be taken to the Yangcheng Detective Bureau in less than ten minutes, and the sword will be confiscated.

The staff of the Sword Casting Pavilion also noticed Shen Zilang's problem, and said with a professional smile:"Sir, this scabbard is matched with the sword. It is also made of the same alloy material, and the price is only 10,000."

Shen Zilang silently said I took a look at the scabbard. It was deep black and inlaid with several black gemstones. It looked really handsome when paired with the sword. Taking it out was enough to cause a commotion.

Not a description, but a real commotion.

In the final analysis, he still has no proof as a warrior.

Putting a sword in a scabbard and holding the sword directly are the same in the eyes of the Detective Bureau.

"I remember that the Warriors Association also has a large-scale Qi and blood testing instrument. It seems that I need to find some free time to go to the Warriors Association for certification."

After thinking to himself for a moment, Shen Zilang suddenly caught a glimpse of the store opposite. It seemed to be a musical instrument store?

Musical instruments?

Shen Zilang paused, as if he had discovered some new world.

He entered the musical instrument store.

A woman in her mid-20s greeted the store. Come up

"What musical instruments do you need to buy sir?"

"Take out the biggest piano case you have here."

Soon, the woman put out a guitar case. Shen Zilang looked at it and was very satisfied. The internal space is enough and the length is about the same. It can hold more things than a scabbard. It can definitely hold a change of clothes when traveling. It replaces the scabbard, and you don’t have to worry about being reported. It’s perfect.

"I bought it."

Finally, Shen Zilang carried a guitar case with the Rende Sword inside and walked away.

Then he drove to the Golden Eagle Fighting Club.

But unlike before, Shen Zilang was keenly aware that there was something unusual in the commercial building outside the club.

Several groups of strangers, who didn't know whether they were friends or foes, were squatting on the other side of the commercial building, taking pictures of the situation here. Especially after he appeared, Shen Zilang noticed that the shutter sounds of shooting were flashing on the other side one after another.

There are three groups.

One group was two thin men holding SLR cameras.

A group of people, a man and a woman, were filming him almost openly, with the camera set up less than fifty meters away.

There was another group of two men and one woman, but this group was too far away. Even with Shen Zilang's god-refining method, he could only vaguely perceive this unusual gaze.

The same thing is that, like the previous two groups, they are also taking pictures with cameras.

Shen Zilang calmly avoided the filming and walked into the club with doubts in his heart.

"Master, you are finally back."

At this time, Wang Xuan started wailing as if he had seen the savior.

"What's wrong?"

"Master, don’t you know? You defeated Mo Zhu"

"Well, what then?"

Shen Zilang didn't know why, so he tilted his head and said.

Seeing that Shen Zilang really didn't know, Wang Xuan opened his phone, opened a few news items, and handed it to Shen Zilang.

"Shocked, Mo Zhu, a third-level kendo master who was only 28 years old, suffered a tragic defeat at the hands of a young man. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morals?"

"Exclusive report: The kendo master who defeated Mo Zhu with one sword was actually taught by……"

"Take a look at the genius warriors we met in those years, Issue 108: Wandering as a child, but never giving up hope, practicing a sword for ten years, and finally defeated the master of swordsmanship"

"Who made this up?"

Shen Zilang paused for a long time before quietly speaking.

"The social circle in Yangcheng has been going crazy these days. Everyone wants to know when Master, the master who defeated Mo Zhu, will be selected to be on the third-grade list."

"Entering the third-grade list at the age of eighteen is an inevitable candidate for a master. Master, your reputation is now almost catching up with Zhang Chao, who has been famous for a long time. Maybe in a little time, Zhang Chao will no longer be your opponent."

Wang Xuan said with excitement, as if the honor of being named on the third-grade list belongs to him.

But the next moment, Wang Xuan seemed to have thought of something, and his voice changed and he said mysteriously:"No, Zhang Chao has no chance to fight you, master."