I inherited a family fortune of 5000 years

Chapter 1777 Gives me an average feeling

After basically finding out the situation of this Sword God Villa, Zhang Mengyu knew what to do next. Although he was not very interested in this Sword God Villa, he still wanted to get in touch with this stinky sword boy. , since you are here, you can't come here for nothing, right?

This Sword God Villa is located in the center of the town. There are no checkpoints. Anyone can enter. The manager of the town is sure that no one can pass the checkpoint of Jiantong, otherwise he should I've figured out a way to take this place for myself.

There is a huge open space at the gate of the Sword God Villa, and there are many swords planted around this open space, but most of these swords are already decayed.

In this open space, there are very old scratches everywhere. Those scratches should be left by the disciples of the former Sword God Villa, and each scratch is surrounded by a group of people. After all, those are some Those left by the ancient sword cultivators are all superb swordsmanship, and these scratches also left behind their understanding of swords.

For these young people, these scratches are even comparable to some sword manuals. If you study them carefully, you may have some very good gains.

It's just that in this huge square, there is a small person who looks like a soul body floating in the sky. It is less than 80 centimeters tall and looks like a cartoon character with a big head and short arms and legs. With long red hair soaring to the sky, she looks rebellious and cute.

He hovered around, looking here and there. After all, he had been alone in this ghostly place for so many years, and he was already bored. Now a large group of people suddenly appeared, which made him feel very novel.

"Hey, little brats, what's so good about some scratches? They're all leftovers from the scumbags who wanted to join us at the Sword God Villa back then. You've been mistaken for learning it!"

"Why don't we come to compete for a while, and I promise not to shave your hair and eyebrows next time!"

"Hey, listen to me! Think I don't exist?"

"Hello beauty, are you free? Would you like to have a drink with Ben Jiantong?"

"Beautiful boy, my uncle is talking to you! Do you know how to be polite?"

"Wow, no one to play with me, I haven't seen anyone in 1812737727 years, wow..."

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"Is this the sword boy?" Zhang Menglong looked at the crying child sitting on the ground. This is really a child. Is his swordsmanship really so good?
Zhang Mengyu also walked to the edge of a sword mark, and then stroked it lightly. Suddenly, a picture appeared in his mind, as if through countless years, a sword cultivator in black was showing him Own superb swordsmanship.

"This sword technique is not bad!" Zhang Mengyu took a rough look. Just now, the sword boy said that these sword marks were left by people who wanted to join the Sword God Villa. It seems that their identities are similar to those of himself. But obviously, their swordsmanship is much higher than these geniuses lying on the ground!
Such a person is not qualified to join the Sword God Villa. How high is the threshold?It seems that this ancient Sword God Villa is much stronger than the current Sword God Villa. In the eyes of ordinary people, the Sword God Villa outside is very powerful, but in fact, it has declined.

"Hey, there's another one!" Jiantong was bored and finally found a standing person in the square. It didn't lie down on the ground to look at the graffiti, but was exploring everything around it. It was obviously a newcomer. of.

And Jiantong just likes to play with those newcomers. After all, those who have stayed for a while should be old fritters, and they don't like him at all.

"Hey, young man, I see that your bones are amazing. You must be a rare sword-practicing genius. Do you want to fight me? If you still defeat me, you are the heir of Sword God Villa! The entire Sword God Villa You can choose any of the treasures, and I will also teach you the most authentic swordsmanship and swordsmanship in our Sword God Villa, how about it, isn't it very exciting?"

"Who's talking?" Zhang's dim eyes swept over, directly skipping over Jiantong's head, and directly ignoring the little cutie standing on the ground with his hips akimbo.

"You..." An expression of displeasure suddenly appeared on Jiantong's face. He knew that he was small, but who saw that he was not respectful?Zhang Mengyu was the first person who dared to say that he was short!
"Here I am! Look below!"

"Oh, so it's a little kid!" Zhang Mengyu said deliberately.

"Who are you talking about? I am much older than your grandpa Zuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzu"

"You don't have the right to know my name, but you can call me Juggernaut." Zhang Mengyu pretended to be profound.

"Hahaha, in our Sword God Villa, how dare you call yourself a Sword Master?" The little sword boy said disdainfully, "In the heyday of my Sword God Villa, there were millions of sword immortals, tens of thousands of sword gods and dozens of sword masters. , that is the real sword master!"

"Oh, it's none of my business, you're still the only kid left." Zhang Mengyu shrugged.

"You actually insulted my Sword God Villa! Don't you want the inheritance of Sword God Villa?"

"Well, the level is average, I don't like it." Zhang Mengyu pointed to the mountain gate stone and said, "The inscription on it should be left by the owner of the Sword God Villa at that time, right?"

"That's right!" Jiantong crossed his arms and said, "How about it, isn't it very profound? You can't understand it at your level."

"I only have one comment, and it feels average to me!"

"Normal?" These two words dangled in Jiantong's head.

To be honest, this sword technique is already very exquisite, even crushing the level of most of the teachers in Zhang Mengyu's Super Theological Seminary, but it is still not the top.

"So your swordsmanship is very powerful?" Jiantong almost wrote the words "unconvinced" on his face, "Then let's compete for a while."

"I don't," Zhang Mengyu said, "I don't learn swordsmanship to fight for strength, and fighting you won't do me any good either."

"As long as you agree to me, you can become the heir of Sword God Villa, isn't that enough?"

"I've said it all, your swordsmanship is so-so, what's the point of me inheriting a dish just because of the villa?"

"I don't care!" Jiantong said anxiously, "No matter what happens today, you must compete with me."

"Hey, I won't compete with you!"

"you you."

"Wow!"

"you are bullying me!"

Zhang Menglong didn't expect that the little Jiantong would cry because of this disagreement.

The cry immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding people.

Good guy, in everyone's eyes, this little sword boy is even more difficult than a bear boy, but now he is actually made to cry!

"Gu Xiao! It's Gu Xiao!"

"Why is he here?"

"It's over, I don't know why, I have a bad feeling."

"Me too."

"Okay, okay," the child cried and Zhang Mengyu felt a little headache. Even if he didn't want this inheritance, he could just give it to Long Sen when the time comes.

"Okay, let's compare." Zhang Mengyu went to a nearby tree and broke off a branch, "Come on, I'll let you draw the sword first!"

(End of this chapter)