Reborn City Supreme

Chapter 139
A secret plane took off from the military base and flew straight to the depths of the vast mountain.

Lin Xiao looked at the Luck Golden Dragon in the sky.

The black air on it became thicker and deeper.

Eventful autumn, precarious.

Lin Zhao came over and patted Lin Xiao who was practicing with his eyes closed, "Little brother, please come with me."

Lin Xiao followed, and the two came to a separate small room.

"Please sit down." Lin Zhao waved and poured Lin Xiao a cup of tea.

"I don't know where brother Lin came from." Lin Zhao asked thoughtfully.

Lin Xiao sat down, "Yuanyang City."

"Yuanyang." Lin Zhao tapped his fingers on the table, "Yuanyang, Yuanyang is also the root of my Lin family."

Lin Xiao took a sip of his tea and did not answer.

Lin Zhao chuckled, "Brother Lin, maybe we were still a family decades ago."

As if thinking of something, Lin Zhao suddenly realized, "That's right, little brother Lin, Yuanyang left a hidden vein of my Lin family, maybe you are really related to me by blood."

Lin Xiao put down the teacup, his eyes were flat, "Then it is really destined."

Lin Zhao seemed very happy, stood up and said, "Brother Lin, I think we can do an appraisal. You really may be from the hidden vein of my Lin family."

"If that's the case, that's great."

Lin Zhao looked a little excited, "If this is the case, then you can recognize your ancestors and return to our Lin family."

An inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of Lin Xiao's mouth, "Do you recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors?"

"That's right." Lin Zhao's voice sank, "Could it be that you're going to betray your ancestors, and aren't you going to recognize them and return to them?"

Lin Xiao smiled faintly, stood up, and left the small room under Lin Zhao's displeased gaze.

Recognize ancestors?

He is a Hunyuan Dao body, and his blood has nothing to do with his parents in this life.

Has something to do with the Lin family?
Lin Zhao's face sank like water, and there was a gloomy look in his eyes, "As long as you do the appraisal, even if you don't want to recognize your ancestors, they are still descendants of my Lin family!"

Lin Xiao returned to his seat, Ye Qingyan looked over and seemed to have a question.

Lin Xiao shook his head slightly, and put his palm on Ye Qingyan's thigh, slowly upward.

Ye Qingyan blushed slightly, "There are other people here, don't be like this..."

"It's okay, they can't see." Lin Xiao hugged Ye Qingyan, and his palms got into his clothes.

Ye Qingyan blushed, leaned against Lin Xiao's arms, and let him play tricks.

Lin Xiao never concealed his desire.

He has love for these women, but he also has desire.

He not only loves their souls, but also their soft bodies.

For an unknown amount of time, Ye Qingyan was immersed in Lin Xiao's warm palm.

The plane shook slightly and stopped slowly.

Ye Qingyan reacted immediately, sat up straight, tidied up her slightly messy clothes, the blush on her pretty face disappeared immediately, and she returned to her somewhat icy appearance.

Fighting platform, here we come.

A group of people filed down.

After finishing the team, everyone headed towards the fighting platform.

Lin Zhao walked past Lin Xiao, and said in a low voice, "This matter is over, we will go for an appraisal."

The corner of Lin Xiao's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't answer.

Taking a deep look at Lin Xiao, Lin Zhao said coldly, "There are some things that you don't have to do if you don't want to do them!"

Lin Xiao shook his head, alas, I made it clear that I have nothing to do with your Lin family, you still have to force me.

I hope you guys don't act like that.

In the vast and deep mountains, a huge arena stands in the valley, majestic and majestic.

On the fighting stage, there was a strong smell of blood, and a majestic momentum rushed towards his face.

Lin Xiao could even see ghosts lingering on it, and strange birth and death.

Many people have died on this martial arts arena, and most of them were martial arts experts, and the last one was a grand master!

On the other side of the fighting platform, there is also a group of people standing, they are fighters from the martial arts sect and the hermit family.

The gazes of the two sides met, stirred in the void, and rubbed violent sparks.

Everyone who comes here knows it.

This battle is called the Martial Arts Conference, but it is actually a life-and-death battle. No one will hold back. If you want to survive, you can only rely on yourself.

According to the rules of the Martial Arts Tournament, the two sides draw lots and play one-on-one.

The winner advances to the next round, and the loser is eliminated.

If they are lucky, the eliminated ones can still save their lives. If they are unlucky, they can only drink and hate the underworld.

"Let's draw lots." Lin Zhao took out the things he had prepared in advance.

With a flash of Lin Xiao's eyes, he took out a bamboo stick, peeled off the seal on it, and revealed a number, "Thirteen".

Ye Qingyan and Lan Jiansheng also drew lots.

Both sides are complete.

Lin Xiao knew that his opponent was the opponent's No.13.

On the other side, a figure bent his leg and bounced, and bounced onto the fighting platform, "Who is number one, roll up and die!"

This is a somewhat abnormal person. His body is the same as that of an ordinary person, but his two arms are extremely thick and strong, with knotted muscles and protruding blood vessels.

Iron Arm Gate Supreme Elder, Fu Xiong!

Great master!
The information of this person flashed in Lin Xiao's mind.

The country does not know the specific personnel of the opponent, but there will be records for reference of those who are likely to play.

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

Fu Xiong is a strong man, his arms are different from ordinary people since he was a child, he was discovered by the Iron Arm Sect and accepted under his sect.

He swept across all directions with a pair of iron arms, and he did not know how many enemies he had crushed to death.

Moreover, his arms are extremely tough. In experiments, even machine gun fire could not damage his arms.

Ordinary Grandmasters can dodge bullets by virtue of their body speed.

However, he can rely on his arms to fight hard, and his strength is extremely extraordinary, ranking No.16 on the list of great masters.

"Hmph, Fu Xiong, I want to see how capable you are."

On the country side, an old man who was a little short and thin, with a stature similar to a dwarf, flew onto the ring.

"Oh, I don't know who it is, it's you Di Ze, you dare to come up, then I'll punch you and smash you into meat paste!"

Di Ze, No. 20 and [-]th on the list of great masters.

"Stop talking nonsense, see the real chapter under your hand!"

Although the ranking of the grand master list is lower than that of the other party, the two sides have never played against each other. How can they just admit defeat directly? They have to do it once.

"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

Fu Xiong waved his arms, his muscles trembled, and his entire arm doubled again, almost as tall as his height.

"Death to me!"

With a ferocious face, Fu Xiong rushed over, and a black light flashed on his arm, as hard as iron.

Di Ze's expression was solemn, and a small dagger appeared in his hand. His body was like a ghost, with countless afterimages, moving around on the fighting platform with countless afterimages.

ding ding ding ding ding...

Sparks flew everywhere, and there was a sound like iron being struck. Di Ze's dagger fell on Fu Xiong's arm repeatedly, but it couldn't cause him the slightest damage.

(End of this chapter)