As soon as he woke up, Zhang Yi noticed the old man in front of him, and he couldn't stop going up and down, so he almost reached out to touch it. I thought to myself, "This is my grandfather, the Title God of Fighting!" but it doesn't look like it......?

Zhang Wood put the sword on the ground again and retracted his fighting spirit. said to Zhang Yi: "Have you seen enough of the stinky boy, I'm not a big girl, hurry up and come over to me." ”

Zhang Yi scratched his head in embarrassment, nodded and leaned to Zhang Wood's side, feeling like a traitor seeing a Japanese prince. Respectfully: "Grandpa!"

Although the old man in front of him didn't look like a fighting god, there was no fluctuation of fighting energy on his body. But seeing his father's restrained appearance, Zhang Yi had nothing to doubt.

Zhang Wood looked at Zhang Yi in front of him, how he liked it. I didn't speak for a long time. This made Zhang Yi uneasy for a while, and his two hands were intertwined like a nervous and shy girl.

Zhang Wood saw Zhang Yi's nervous expression, and knew that it was a little inappropriate for him to do this. So he smiled. He said to Zhang Yi: "Zizheng, come, touch this sword and take a look." ”

Without waiting for Zhang Yi to react, Zhang Lingyun hurriedly stopped. said to Zhang Wood: "Father, this is not appropriate, the demonic nature of this sword is difficult for me to suppress. Zizheng he ......"

Before Zhang Lingyun could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Wood.

"It's okay, Zi Zheng is different from us, he has fused the power of the blood blood of the blood sword to fight demons, and this sword will not release offensive demonic energy against Zi Zheng. With me, I will also protect my son, and I will be thoughtful......" Father said this, and Zhang Lingyun couldn't stop it anymore. can only watch Zhang Yi's every move carefully and beware of mistakes.

Zhang Yi continued to reach for the sword. As soon as he touched the sword body, the blood-red light flashed again, Zhang Lingyun was shocked at that time, and Zhang Wood hurriedly waved his hand to say that it was okay. Zhang Yi stroked the sword body, and the blood light emitted from the sword body was not as strong as when Zhang Wood and the two touched the sword. A sense of intimacy in the blood came from the sword again.

Zhang Wood's eyes lit up when he saw that the magic sword had no effect on Zhang Yi. He muttered: "Sure enough, this sword has little impact on Zizheng, it seems that only Zizheng can use this sword." ”

Thinking of this, he said to Zhang Yi: "Zizheng, how do you feel about this sword?"

"Do you feel ......" Zhang Yi thought about it, and still said some ridiculous feelings in his heart to Zhang Wood, "I feel that this sword is very kind, and it ...... It seemed to be talking to me, but I didn't understand what it was going to say...... "Saying this, Zhang Yi is ready to be seen as a psychopath."

However, Zhang Wood nodded with satisfaction.

"Very well, how do you feel physically?" Zhang Wood continued.

Zhang Yi felt it carefully. He said to Zhang Wood: "There is no change in cultivation, but I obviously feel that I am much stronger than before. Then there is my sea of meaning, which has turned purple, and now it is four meters in diameter......"

Zhang Yi said very casually, but Zhang Lingyun, who was on the side, was shocked when he listened. "The four-meter-sized sea of Yi was only possessed when I had the strength of a high-level great fighter. Now Zizheng is a beginner fighter, this is too perverted......"

Zhang Wood was also surprised. muttered: "Purple Yihai, can you change the power of Yihai, ......!" and then asked Zhang Yi: "Do you have any other feelings?"

Zhang Yi thought about it again and said, "There is more...... I'm so hungry......"

Zhang Wood and Zhang Lingyun were really a little crying and laughing, it has been seven days, and the blood fusion has removed all the impurities in the body, including the food in the abdomen. It's no wonder you're not hungry now. Zhang Wood only thought about the changes after Zhang Yi's bloodline fused, forgetting that Zhang Yi had been hungry for seven days now.

Zhang Wood laughed, today can be said to be his happiest day. With a grandson like Zhang Yi, if he grows up in the future, it will definitely be extraordinary...... It's a joy to think about.

"Okay, let's go eat first!" But when I looked back, I remembered that my thatched house had turned to ashes after the Demon Sword was born. said to Zhang Yi with a wry smile: "Stinky boy, just came and destroyed the house where I have lived for five years......"

Although Zhang Yi didn't know what was going on, but when Grandpa said so, the saboteur must be himself. Zhang Yi could only scratch his head embarrassedly......

Zhang Lingyun said to his father: "I think so, you haven't been home for a few years, today we will go back to the house first, and order someone to repair the house from scratch on my behalf, and prepare all the things, and then you will bring your son back." ”

Zhang Wood nodded, "Okay, then let's go home first." I haven't seen Ruoxue for some years, just go back and taste her cooking, her skills are a little better than the old man and me......" Hearing Zhang Wood say this, the corners of Zhang Lingyun's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, obviously he knew how big the point Zhang Wood said was. As he spoke, a stream of blue light lifted Zhang Lingyun and Zhang Yi up, and flew down the mountain at great speed under Zhang Yi's surprised gaze.

"Is this the God of Fighting? I can really fly in the air when I reach the God of Fighting, and I can also become a God of Fighting in the future, the feeling of flying is fantastic." Zhang Yi thought excitedly.

With the birth of the magic sword, the sword intent of Broken Sword Mountain also disappeared. Although the sword cultivators in the mountain saw the purple light rushing to the sky on the mountain, they judged that the disappearance of the sword intent must be related to the purple light. But no one dared to go to the top of the mountain to see what was going on. Qinglong Doushen is not a good-tempered lord, if he angers his old man, no one wants to think about the consequences. Since there was no sword intent, the sword cultivators had no choice but to leave the Broken Sword Peak silently......

A few days later, in the hut on the top of the mountain, Zhang Yi was sitting respectfully in front of Zhang Wood.

"Zizheng, when have you met your second master?" asked Zhang Wood.

When Zhang Wood asked, he was at a loss for a while, and he didn't understand why his grandfather asked. Then I noticed that my grandfather was seven points similar to the old man I met when I was nine years old. I couldn't help but stare at Zhang Wood carefully with wide eyes.

Seeing Zhang Yi's expression, Zhang Wood already had a judgment. He continued: "Do you wonder how I would know? You see......"

As he spoke, Woodwood stretched out his right hand. Sure enough, he took the ring on Zhang Yi's hand.

Zhang Yi suddenly realized when he saw the ring. It turned out that the strange old man who gave him the ring back then was his second grandfather. No wonder......

Zhang Wood continued: "If you can break through the Doushi, my second brother will help you..."

"He helped me, but I didn't know he was my second master at the time, and he didn't allow me to mention him to others. Zhang Yi replied honestly.

"That's right, Ling Yun told me about your sudden breakthrough through the Dou Master, and I guessed that it would be him who did it. I, the Zhang family, can help you break through without affecting your future discoveries, and the only one you find in the future is him. This ring was a gift from my father to my brothers. Although it is a mid-level space ring, it is very important to my brother. The fact that he can give it to you is a testament to how much he doesn't like you. Zhang Wood gently touched the ring on his hand, a bit like talking to himself.

Zhang Yi looked at the ring in his hand and asked, "Then why didn't the second master let me talk about him to others? Why is he the only one who can help me improve my cultivation?"

Zhang Wood nodded and said, "Only he can do it, because his cultivation is higher than mine." Your second master is sixty-eight years old this year, and he is the strength of a high-level fighting god, known as the 'free fighting god'. ”

Zhang Yi looked puzzled, and asked again: "No, my father said that the strongest person in the Zhang family is the title of Qinglong, why is the second grandfather more powerful than you, but he is not the Qinglong Fighting God......"

Zhang Wood sighed.

"That's because your second master is bent on pursuing the peak of fighting spirit, and he has no interest in anything else. So far, he has never married a wife, and he has also rejected the title of Qinglong. The self-styled 'free' travels around the continent to challenge the world's strongest. Therefore, the name of the green dragon has to be inherited by me. ”

After Zhang Wood's explanation, Zhang Yi also knew the reason for the matter. After that, he carefully told Zhang Yi about the inheritance of the Blood Sword Fighting Demon and the fusion of bloodlines.

After talking about all this, Zhang Wood asked Zhang Yi again: "Do you have any information about the cultivation method of the Blood Sword Demon Fighting in your memory, as well as information about this Demon Devouring Blood Sword." ”

Zhang Yi shook his head: "No." ”

"No? that's weird, if not, maybe all the information is sealed in this sword, only when you can communicate with this sword. Zhang Wood made a judgment immediately. Then he said to Zhang Yi: "In the future, you will live on the top of this mountain with me, and I will teach you to fight your spirit, and you can go down the mountain when you cultivate to my satisfaction." ”

When he heard that he couldn't go down the mountain, Zhang Yi was reluctant in his heart. But he also knew that it was not up to him. But he still asked unwillingly: "Then how can I meet Grandpa's requirements?"

"If there is no specific standard, you can just give me a good practice. When I'm satisfied, I'll naturally let you go, don't think about being lazy, if I don't like you, the deadline for you to go down the mountain will be extended indefinitely. If you work hard, maybe a few years, if you don't!...... You can stay on the mountain to accompany my old man, and it won't be a problem for me to live for another hundred years......" Zhang Wood said this completely to scare Zhang Yi. He knew that Zhang Yi's personality was lazy, and he wouldn't work hard without spurring him. Zhang Wood made up his mind to train Zhang Yi to be the pinnacle figure on the mainland......

Seeing that his grandfather didn't look like a joke, Zhang Yi felt so bitter in his heart.

Zhang Wood continued: "In the future, we must do what I say. If you dare to mess around, you know the consequences!"

Zhang Yi replied honestly: "It's all up to you." Grandpa!"

Zhang Wood is very satisfied with Zhang Yi's current attitude.

"Now that you understand, let's start now......" Under Zhang Wood's words, Zhang Yi began what he considered to be the most difficult time in his life......

In the blink of an eye, spring went to autumn, and unconsciously Zhang Yi followed his grandfather to practice in the mountains for five years. Now Zhang Yi's height has grown to 172 cm, and his originally fair skin has turned into a healthy bronze after cultivating on the top of the mountain all year round. The muscles on the well-proportioned body do not look exaggerated, but they give people a feeling of strength. Inherited his father's handsome face, although the childishness has not faded, but it is also full of fortitude. But when I saw his mouth with a wicked smile all the time, it ruined all his positive image. It feels like ...... Forehead...... Handsome rascal ......!

In five years, Zhang Yi was also promoted from a beginner fighter to a high-level big fighter. This is not a quick improvement for his talent. The reason is that Zhang Wood does not allow him to deliberately cultivate his fighting spirit and improve his cultivation. also asked him to suppress the improvement of his fighting spirit as much as possible, and he could only increase his level when he reached the critical point of suppression......

Zhang Wood said that this is to lay a solid foundation and prepare for the future impact on the fighting god.

Although he does not cultivate fighting spirit, Zhang Yi has not been idle in the past five years, and the most he has done is to fight with demonic beasts. Zhang Wood often caught some magical beasts with a slightly higher level than Zhang Yi and asked Zhang Yi to fight with him. Until Zhang Yi kills it, Zhang Wood will catch a stronger demonic beast and continue. Therefore, Zhang Yi was often beaten by demonic beasts and bruised all over his body, and once lay in bed for three months before recovering. After recovering, it took a month to kill the monster that injured him, and by the way, he "cruelly" whipped his corpse......

In addition to fighting with Warcraft, Zhang Yi's daily compulsory course is to communicate with the Demon Devouring Blood Sword and understand the power of the new bloodline, the new bloodline Zhang Yi has fully adapted, but he has no clue about communicating with the Blood Sword so far......