Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 336 Four Gold Medals?be careful
"You already have such strength at a young age?"

"It's so amazing!"

The short and fat old man blinked his confused eyes, and the secret voice was filled with endless surprise.

"Yes, it is indeed rare to have such a cultivation level at such a young age."

"But one thing is still strange. His talent is obviously very low. Even if he is given 100 years, it is impossible to achieve the current internal strength. Where does the internal strength come from?"

"In other words, even if he has some kind of chance to obtain this powerful internal force, it will still be a piece of beautifully carved jade after all."

"Even if you don't make much progress after entering Hanjialing, you will eventually be overtaken by those so-called geniuses."

"How can a genius with no successor be called a genius?"

The skinny old man calmed down, with another sneer on his face.

Simple, even so, he didn't take Ying Zige seriously.

"Senior brother is very reasonable!"

The short and fat old man nodded again, but this time he was a little confused.

"This!"

"What's the matter?"

"The aura that erupted from him just now..."

At this moment, Han Dong was also in a daze, and finally came back to his senses after a few breath adjustments.

"I don't know what's going on. There is a hidden internal force in him."

"This internal force is so domineering and powerful, and old-fashioned, it is definitely not like the internal force that a young man should cultivate."

A trace of deep strangeness appeared in Han Long's bewildered eyes.

"You mean that internal power can be captured? He once captured the internal force of a strong man?"

Han Dong's eyes widened fiercely, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

"But this is a lost technique, and it is absolutely impossible for someone to do it. Let alone a young man?"

Then, he became even more puzzled.

Just now he thought that he seemed to have touched the truth, but in the blink of an eye he felt that it was not that simple.

"How could it be so simple?"

"A Jianghu walker's internal force is more important to him than anything else, even better than Endless Gold. With Ying Zige's strength, how could he easily capture such a powerful internal force owner?"

"In other words, since the opponent has such a strong internal force, he won't be easily captured."

"This is very strange!"

Han Long shook his head resolutely, directly cutting off the idea.

at the same time!

The doubts and shock in my heart became deeper and deeper.

The image of Ying Zige in their hearts became taller and more mysterious.

Even more unfathomable!

At this time, Su Changfeng was also taken aback.

He is also a master of the rivers and lakes, so he can naturally feel that the competition of internal strength just now far surpassed his own level.

Even ten times higher than his own.

But in the end, this kid actually relied on his own strength to resist the opponent's internal force, and got the chess piece.

In contrast, I only got the chess piece when the opponent didn't release the water.

Boom!
The moment this thought appeared, it was as if a thunderbolt hit his mind fiercely.

Su Changfeng was depressed on the spot.

Although the other party looks very ordinary, but his charm is infinite, like a star, exuding a bright light.

That's fine, after all, I have now become Han Jialing's Memory Disciple, and will soon be radiant and unparalleled.

Coupled with the fact that his family background is extremely deep, his status is beyond words?

There is always an opponent who can compare with one another.

But now...

The opponent's internal strength is so strong, far surpassing his own?
This is more than a wool.

Changfengwang was released in an instant, and Radiant was under a dark cloud, feeling extremely gloomy.

The sunshine and handsomeness of the past was swept away, and the fierce light in his eyes that kept flickering seemed to completely release his dark side at this moment.

"Bring it?"

At this moment, Ying Zige narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hands from the two old men from Hanjialing.

"Take what?"

The two old men had some dreams at the same time.

"Of course it is two taels of gold. I have won just now, so of course I will be given a prize."

Ying Zige smiled slightly, his eyes full of anticipation.

He is not short of money.

However, the feeling of winning the game and getting the prize is simply irresistible.

It's like playing online games in the previous life, and the achievements rewarded are simply illusory, but they can satisfy one's sense of accomplishment.

"Please take it, son!"

The two trial elders hesitated for a moment, then Na finally sighed, and respectfully offered the middle game back game.

According to Ying Zige's talent, he really couldn't pass the test.

But the problem is that they forced it to pass. In this case, the two trial elders have nothing to do.

"Hey, then I'm welcome."

Ying Zige smiled, picked up the gold medal casually, soaked it manually, and then put it in his pocket.

"I said, your Hanjialing is quite rich. This brand is actually new."

"But why is the piece you gave me the same?"

Ying Zige came to Han Long and asked doubtfully.

"Ahem, you don't need to care about these small details, young master,"

"Both tokens are the same."

Han Long looked a little weird, not only dodging a little, he forced an explanation.

"Really?"

Ying Zige frowned, his eyes full of suspicion.

"This...Actually, this kind of token is issued according to talent. For example, people with high talent will get gold medals, and those with medium talent will get silver medals."

"As for the bronze medal..."

Before Han Long could speak, Han Dong pretended to be embarrassed and explained patiently.

There was another burst of darkness in my heart.

What he was looking forward to was the disappointed light in Ying Zige's eyes.

"Oh, I see. So I barely passed from the beginning."

"But now I have a gold medal."

Ying Zige smiled freely and didn't care.

"Congratulations, young master, with these two signs, you can go straight to the third door without queuing."

Han Long smiled and said casually.

"Ok?"

Ying Zige's face suddenly showed a strong interest.

"You mean that the more tokens you get, the more privileges you have."

"Privilege? Probably... Maybe that's what it means."

Han Long's gaze continued to dodge, and at this moment a hint of ominous premonition had emerged in his heart.

"What will happen to the three tokens?"

"With three silver medals, you can ride a carriage and swagger through the city. It is regarded as the pride of heaven. Even the elders who lead this person are far superior."

Han Long gave up his resistance and whispered.

"What about the four dollars?"

Ying Zige continued to ask.

"Four dollars?"

Han Long couldn't help being taken aback, and then a playful smile appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)