Under the rain curtain, Deng Jiuling walked slowly in front of Lin Sicong, not irritable or impatient.
Snapped!
After that, Deng Jiuling's footprints had already landed on Lin Sicong's face.
A voice, like a demon, resounded across the sky in an instant: "Lin Sicong, do you obey or refuse?"
clothes? Still dissatisfied
Lin Sicong, a generation of martial arts master, gradually awakened from his coma. He raised his head blankly, the rain in front of him, his eyes were full of confusion and loss.
Lin Sicong was originally born in a rich family outside the Great Wall. He is extremely talented and loves reading.
Not surprisingly, Lin Sicong's life path should be to study for fame, and eventually enter Huaqing University to become a top scholar.
But when he was seven years old, a group of horse thieves suddenly broke into the villa and wiped out a dozen people in the Lin family.
Because of his young age and being good at disguising, Lin Sicong escaped and was taken back to the cottage by a horse thief.
From then on, Lin Sicong went on a path of no return.
Become stronger!
Become stronger!
Become stronger!
These three voices have taken root in Lin Sicong's heart and will never forget them.
For this reason, Lin Sicong practiced madly and eventually became the king of horse thieves, swept across the army and made a great impact.
For this reason, even after being collected by Xu Canghai, Lin Sicong still quietly forbeared and practiced frantically.
For this reason, even after being tortured by the ice of Qinggangjian for more than 20 years, Lin Sicong has been gritted his teeth.
for what
For this dream!
If you are interested, the sky will live up to you!
God did not disappoint Lin Sicong. He practiced three-nines and nine-summer in winter and tried the courage. He finally stepped into the legendary martial arts master realm.
however!
What Lin Sicong never dreamed of was that when he was at his peak, he was killed by Deng Jiuling's sword of invigoration and turned into scum!
day!
why!
Roar!
In this torrential rain, Lin Sicong diverged, with a desolate expression on his face.
"The old man can't even beat an 18-year-old kid, how can he beat Xu Canghai in the future?"
"The old man has lived for fifty years. Until today, I saw Long Aotian. Only then did I realize that at his age, he really lived on a dog."
Heart-stuck!
Lin Sicong's old eyes were wet, and he didn't know whether it was tears, rain, or both.
Deng Jiuling's foot instantly trampled Lin Sicong's entire life, all his pride, conceit, and glory into the mud of clouds.
Just ask you one sentence, are you serving? Still dissatisfied
Dang!
When Deng Jiuling said this, the audience was shocked, and everyone was horrified that they could not say anything.
Become famous!
Deng Jiuling stepped on a hundred-meter wave and cut out a hundred-meter sword energy in the air. Who is unconvinced
Convinced, orally!
Five-body cast!
Even someone who was as proud as Lin Sicong was also speechless when he was beheaded in Deng Jiuling's shocking sword.
"Old man..." For a long time, Lin Sicong opened his hoarse mouth and spoke.
Hearing this, everyone pricked their ears, breathing quickly.
Everyone knows that if you die next, it may change the entire East China Sea province and the future history of martial arts.
Under all eyes, Lin Sicong smiled bitterly and said lonely: "Old man... I'm taken."
Lin Sicong, a generation of heroes, at his most glorious moment when he entered the martial arts master, he was turned into a scum by Deng Jiuling's sword, and he achieved Deng Jiuling's supreme glory in vain.
Since ancient times, the winner is the king, and the loser is the culprit!
Lin Sicong Bai From today, he no longer has the confidence to fight Deng Jiuling.
There was even a trace of fear in Lin Sicong's heart, lest Deng Jiuling would kill himself.
Fame is not easy, life is even more difficult.
Lin Sicong had just entered the realm of the martial arts master, he didn't want to die like this.
Ants are still surviving, let alone people
Under all eyes, Deng Jiuling retracted the foot that had stepped on Lin Sicong's face.
"Lin Sicong, although you are unforgivable, you have been fighting all over the country for 20 years, but it is considered to be a national merit and benefit the people."
"Near God to have a good life, since you have begged for mercy, I will spare your life."
"I hope you will change from now on, be a new man, do things for your country, and serve the people."
"Although I let you go today, if you rely on your cultivation base and you will be a tiger in the future, I will kill you!"
After speaking, Deng Jiuling suddenly pointed at the vast sea.
Rumble!
In an instant, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and waves of 100 meters are endless, covering the sky and the sun.
Deng Jiuling's towering figure drifted away in the midst of the sky-covering sword aura and the raging waves.
A voice, resounding like a god, filled the world:
"I don't want to spread the matter today, so you can do it for yourself."
The voice was still rolling in the air, and Deng Jiuling's powerful figure disappeared completely.
Huh!
In the rain curtain, Lin Sicong knelt on the beach with a bang, respectfully facing the direction Deng Jiuling was going away, and kowtowed in awe:
"Master Long, rest assured, the disciples must remember your teachings."
Boom boom boom!
Lin Sicong kept his breath and knocked his head three times in a row before he got up.
It's strange to say that when Lin Sicong got up, the wind stopped abruptly and rested in the rain.
It was the roaring sea that also stood still for an instant.
The clouds are light and the wind is light, pull away the dark clouds and see tomorrow!
This scene, like a miracle, further strengthened Lin Sicong's belief in Deng Jiuling.
"Master, why did General Lin call Deng Jiuling a teacher?" Master Du asked unwillingly with a face of iron.
"Because Mr. Jiu pointed at the void of the sea before he left, and he pointed Lin Sicong to the profound meaning of how to use the sword of true Qi." Xu Canghai said solemnly.
"Master, then, what exactly is the'Zhenqi Huajian'?" Hai Tao asked in amazement.
Deng Jiuling opened the sea with a sword, rolled up a hundred meters of sword energy, and instantly defeated Lin Sicong with a gesture of sweeping thousands of troops.
This sword is the master of martial arts, and it cannot be resisted!
Such a terrifying sword spirit, who doesn't want to learn
But neither Hai Tao nor Du Rulong understood.
Among the martial artists present, Jiang Tai was the oldest in his year, and the martial arts was the highest, and he had the greatest possibility of understanding.
However, Jiang Taiyi shook his head and sighed with a sigh: "This sword is too strong, and the old man has not enough cultivation skills to understand."
Boom!
Hearing this, everyone was shaken.
"Master, then why can Lin Sicong understand?" Hai Tao asked unwillingly.
As soon as this was said, everyone shook their heads and looked at Haitao contemptuously.
Nima, Lin Sicong is a martial arts master, can he not understand
Isn't this bullshit!
"It's all gone."
Jiang Taiyi shook his head slightly, and said melancholy: "After today, although the East China Sea is big, no one except Xu Canghai can resist Mr. Jiu's edge."
Become famous!
Deng Jiuling pointed at the sky shaking the sky, turning the sword into the void, crushing it like a bulldozer, and with an invincible posture, it shocked countless powerful men.
These powerhouses from all counties and cities across the province, when they returned, all sternly warned the younger generations not to provoke a powerhouse called "Long Aotian".
But why can't you provoke Long Aotian, and who is Long Aotian? When the younger generation asked curiously, these strong men hesitated, and they didn't dare to speak out.
It's not that they didn't say it, but Lin Sicong had verbally warned them when they left the top of the East China Sea.
Lin Sicong was defeated but not dead, and Meng Jiuling was preached by Deng Jiuling, and suddenly there was a feeling of openness like a dark cloud to see the blue sky.
Not surprisingly, Lin Sicong's martial arts will enter a whole new level in the future.
This grace is greater than Tiandi's parents, Lin Sicong is naturally grateful.
And what moved Lin Sicong even more was that Deng Jiuling taught him how to invigorate the sword, but he didn't ask for any benefits!
Awesome!
When Xu Canghai accepted Lin Sicong, that was a condition. It was a way of nourishing Gu, allowing Lin Sicong to fend for himself.
So even if he stepped into the realm of the martial arts master, Lin Sicong was not grateful to Xu Canghai.
Because the two are just using each other.
Of course, Lin Sicong's gratitude is not needed for Xu Canghai's status.
But Lin Sicong remembered Deng Jiuling's kindness.
As for Zhang Long's death, Lin Sicong also admitted.
After all, with Deng Jiuling's martial arts, Zhang Long must have done it himself.
Deng Jiuling asked to block the news, and Lin Sicong would naturally push forward with all his strength.
And speaking of it, Lin Sicong was very embarrassed in this battle, and he naturally didn't want the news to spread.
Lin Sicong is the second person in the Eastern Navy and the master of martial arts. He has given a forbidden command. Who dares to disobey
It was Lin Sicong who was defeated by Deng Jiuling, and even though defeat was glorious, who would dare to resist
In this way, a battle of the century, which was enough to make Deng Jiuling a sensation in the province and famous throughout the country, was pushed alive by Lin Sicong.
Except for those who watched the battle today, no one would have imagined that in the violent storm on the top of the East China Sea, they would have experienced a terrible battle.
Among the entire Tunghai University, Zhang Ya and Hai Tao were fortunate enough to witness the battle of this century.
As for Song Meili and other beauties, they were sealed by Lin Sicong, so naturally they did not dare to chew their tongues.
Haitao has always hated Deng Jiuling, so it is naturally impossible to promote Deng Jiuling.
Zhang Ya respects Deng Jiuling's privacy and will not talk nonsense.
Therefore, when Deng Jiuling returned to Tunghai University, it was like a dragon entering the sea without making waves.
Everything quickly returned to calm.
Freshman's life, in a relaxed and plain, constantly flowing.
Although Xiao Xun'er didn't know the result of the East China Sea War, she did not even ask, she accompanied Deng Jiuling every day, reading together, walking together, and eating together, just like a couple.
Time goes by like water.
In a blink of an eye, it was November.
Deng Jiuling reads and practices martial arts every day. In his spare time, he turns over his life and death to see the strange and strange things of ancient times, and his life is easy.
If possible, Deng Jiuling hopes that this simple and easy life will continue.
However, the idea is beautiful, but the reality is very backbone.
This afternoon, when Deng Jiuling finished playing basketball, he was about to go back to the bedroom.
A ghostly black van stopped silently in front of Deng Jiuling.
The window was rolled down, and suddenly the face of a strong man with sunglasses appeared in the co-pilot's position.
Although this person is wearing sunglasses. The mask is sturdy and covered all over.
But Deng Jiuling still saw the identity of this person at a glance.
This person turned out to be...