Silence Valkyrie

Chapter 255 The Restaurant Storm
It has to be said that Pale Night is a very good target for sword training.

While Zhang Shan practiced the sword with her, his own experience of the sword field was further deepened.

Since the formation of this sword domain was born out of the sword intent of Nirvana, Zhang Shan called it the Nirvana Sword Domain.

Clang!Clang!Clang!
The sound of sword clashing continued to ring out.

In the blink of an eye, the two had been fighting for half an hour on the training ground.

Zhang Shan has also become more and more proficient in using the Nirvana Sword Domain in battle.

When Paibai Ye's Canghai law domain covered half a foot of Zhang Shan, it was smashed to pieces by his Nirvana sword domain.

However, when Zhang Shan moved more than half a foot away, it took a little time for the Nirvana Sword Domain to reject the Canghai Law Domain.

Therefore, the speed of Zhang Shan's long-distance movement is somewhat affected.

However, the bonus of Nirvana Sword Domain to Zhang Shan's attack power is quite obvious.

Although he didn't start to suppress the legal domain, and controlled his realm to the fifth level of true martial arts, the power of the sword still made Pai Baiye feel great pressure.

The more Zhang Shan focused, the clearer he became, and he gradually controlled the situation on the court.

"This big meal, please order!"

Zhang Shan let out a long laugh, adjusted the distribution of the sword field, and the range shrunk, and then increased the pressure on Pai Baiye, putting her sword on the defensive gradually.

"Let you try the Nirvana Slash after my sword domain bonus!"

Zhang Shan let out a low cry suddenly, and a sword shadow that was blurred because of the speed broke through the dense air, and arrived in front of Pai Baiye in an instant.

The destructive and unstoppable momentum of the sword made Aunt Qing, who was watching the battle beside her, tremble with fear, subconsciously going to protect the princess.

But rationality told her that it was absolutely impossible for Zhang Shan to hurt the princess, so she forcibly suppressed her impulse.

clang!
With a loud bang, Pai Bai Ye dropped his long knife and fell to the ground.

Then, Zhang Shan's sword edge swung past her head, cutting a deep sword mark on the bluestone ground of the training ground.

The appearance of the sword mark is estimated to be two feet if not three feet.

"Your Highness, you lost!"

Zhang Shan put away the heavy sword and said with a smile.

"Asshole, it's this trick again, can't you change it a little bit?"

Pale Yeqi snorted and put the long knife back into the Sumeru Ring.

"What do you know, the sword style of killing people only needs one move."

Zhang Shan laughed, the power of the Nirvana Sword Field made him very excited.

"Besides, this is actually a different trick. If you didn't change the trick, wouldn't it throw you on the ground like last time?"

In a good mood, he unconsciously made a joke.

"Bastard, what did you say?"

Pale Ye blushed and jumped up.

"Joke, just kidding..."

Seeing that something was wrong, Zhang Shan stepped back as soon as he turned around, secretly hating himself for being so complacent that he even teased her.

"Well, I'm done practicing the knife, so I'll take my leave."

Seeing her staring at him fiercely, Zhang Shan felt a little guilty, thinking that it would be better to slip away.

"Hmph, just now I kept my word. I'll send someone to book an Accord on the fifth floor of Zhiweiju later. I'll treat you to a meal there at noon tomorrow."

Pai Baiye glared at him for a few times and said.

"At noon tomorrow, on the fifth floor of Zhiweiju, right? I'll be there on time."

Seeing that she didn't have an attack, Zhang Shan breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately agreed.

After that, he still didn't dare to stay any longer, so he immediately took his leave and left Weiyang's other courtyard.

After changing back to Zhang Feng's appearance, Zhang Shan still called a carriage and returned to Linghua Garden.

When getting off the car at the gate of the garden, Zhang Shan's mind was moved, and he felt a vague gaze swept over him, and then disappeared in a flash.

"Someone is following you?"

He walked towards the garden as if nothing had happened, but he had already noticed that it was a beggar basking in the sun on the street corner.

"That's an ordinary person who hasn't practiced before, but it's definitely not that simple."

Zhang Shan continued to think while walking towards his yard.

From the materials in the secret hall, he knew that some organizations would train some ordinary people to be spies in order not to attract attention.

These people don't understand martial arts, so they often don't attract the attention of warriors, and they are specially used as spies for fixed surveillance.

That beggar is probably this kind of person.

"Who will keep an eye on yourself?"

Zhang Shan returned to his yard and entered the study.

While drinking the tea made by the maids, he was thinking.

"Let him watch for the time being, and then we will see what happens before making plans."

After making up his mind, he ordered the four maidservants not to step out of the Linghua Garden, and if necessary, let the errands in the Linghua Garden help to buy them.

He didn't want the four girls to be robbed and asked about the situation when they went shopping.

Although Zhang Shan didn't intend to touch the four maidservants, they were still his maidservants after all. If something happened, he would have to spend time to deal with it, which would be troublesome.

Around the same time the next day, Zhang Shan went out again.

At this time, Zhang Shan felt that the person who was watching was replaced by a sugar peddler, and it was estimated that this person would only set up a stall on this street for a day.

Zhang Shan took note of this appearance and left the street in front of Lingyuan Garden.

After restoring Zhang Shan's appearance, he hired a carriage and said the name of Zhiweiju.

Zhiweiju is one of the most famous restaurants in Yujing, so the coachman knew it, so he drove the carriage and set off immediately.

Half an hour later, the carriage stopped.

"Guest, Zhiweiju has arrived." The coachman said respectfully.

When Zhang Shan got out of the carriage, he saw a bustling street in front of him, and an extremely elegant and luxurious five-story building stood out on this street.

There is a plaque hanging above the gate of the building, with the three big characters of Zhiweiju written on it, which seems to be from the hands of famous masters.

Zhang Shan could see that the people coming in and out here seemed to be either rich or noble, and there were quite a few warriors among them.

After paying the fare, Zhang Shan walked into the building.

"Please, guest officer, do you have a seat? If there is no seat, I can arrange it for you according to your instructions."

The waiter greeted him with a pleasant smile.

"My friend has reserved a table upstairs."

Zhang Shan nodded.

"Then please follow me."

The waiter immediately led the way and led Zhang Shan up the stairs.

When we got to the second floor, the waiter asked: "Guest officer, please, what kind of pavilion did your friend book?"

"This is the second floor, right? My friend should have booked the Accord on the fifth floor, but he didn't say what the name of the pavilion is."

Zhang Shan frowned.

At that time, Pale Night only said that he wanted to book an Accord on the fifth floor, but he didn't say what kind of pavilion he booked.

"Fifth floor? Are you sure it's the fifth floor?"

The waiter was stunned, looked him up and down, and asked hesitantly.

Zhang Shan's clothes are all purchased in Lotte Town, they don't look gorgeous, but of course the materials are very good.

For example, the degree of toughness is not comparable to that of ordinary worldly materials, but it is relatively ordinary in appearance, and ordinary people like waiters naturally cannot see the way in it.

"Of course I'm sure. Is there something wrong with the fifth floor?"

Zhang Shan naturally saw the look on the waiter's face.

"The guest officer doesn't know, the fifth floor of our store, that, is not something that ordinary people can go up to."

The waiter bowed his waist and said again: "Unless you are a dignitary of the court or a master of real martial arts, you are not allowed to go up."

"It turns out that if you want to go up to the top floor, you still need to score three, six, or nine grades. That's fine. I am a martial artist in the real martial arts realm. Let's lead the way."

Zhang Shan then spoke.

In order not to attract attention, he has now suppressed his realm to the Lingwu realm with the breath-holding formula, but even the waiter can't see it.

"It turned out to be a master at the real martial arts level. I offended you, please hurry up, please hurry up!"

There was awe in the waiter's eyes, and he quickly lowered his head to lead the way.

When I got to the door on the fifth floor, I saw some people who looked like young masters chattering there, just blocking the way.

These few people were dressed gorgeously, and their bodies revealed the aura of warriors faintly.

Zhang Shan's spiritual sense swept away, and it was all three or four levels of true martial arts.

These few people were talking as if no one was there, the waiter obviously recognized them, he hesitated to ask them to get out of the way.

Zhang Shan frowned. Since these people were warriors, their presence obviously couldn't hide their feelings.

Knowing that this is the case, he has no intention of stepping aside, and is still talking about it, obviously not taking others seriously.

Feeling Zhang Shan's sharp gaze, these people turned their faces.

He looked down at Zhang Shan a few times.

One of them looks handsome, but the young man with a feminine taste said:

"Xiaoer, what's going on here? Can cats and dogs go up the fifth floor?"

When the waiter heard this, he quickly laughed and said, "Young Master Qian, this Master of True Martial Realm has a friend who reserved a seat on the fifth floor, so the younger one brought him up."

"Hey, master at the true martial arts realm? Xiaoer, I think you were deceived by him, right?"

Mr. Qian said with a sneer, and the young people beside him also laughed and looked at Zhang Shan with disdain.

Obviously, these people couldn't see through Zhang Shan's true cultivation, and only regarded him as a martial artist in the Lingwu realm.

Mr. Qian snorted again and said: "As far as I know, there are only two groups of guests who have booked seats on the fifth floor today, one of them is us, and the other, hmph, that nobleman forgives this person for not being able to climb high."

The waiter couldn't help being startled, and quickly looked at Zhang Shan.

Zhang Shan smiled and said: "Whether it is true martial arts or not, these cats and dogs can't tell. As for the friend who invited me, he is indeed a noble person, and these things are really out of reach."

"Bastard, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Do you know who we are? Hey, talking nonsense can kill people."

"Aren't you tired of living, kid? How dare a bastard in the spirit martial state act wild in front of the uncle?"

After hearing Zhang Shan's words, these people all began to shout and curse.

Mr. Qian was also furious in his heart, looked at Zhang Shan with gloomy eyes, and couldn't help sneering.

"I think this rubbish behaves suspiciously. If it surprises that distinguished guest, things will be difficult."

At this time, a young man next to Mr. Qian whispered in his ear.

(End of this chapter)