Campus belle's cultivation master

Among the broken wooden tables, chairs, cups, plates and porcelain pieces, the crowd suddenly retreated to all sides and dodged the central position.

The marble bricks on the surface of the dining room cracked. Ponzi was lying on his back, his face as white as paper, and his eyes were filled with fear.

He gazed at the young man standing at the door, calm and indifferent as usual, and his heart swelled with endless waves.

How could the eldest disciple of liefeng mountain villa and the great master of inner strength lose so thoroughly? What kind of cultivation is this guy? What kind of person is he?

A few meters behind Lin Yu, Li Jiaqian could not help covering her ruddy mouth with her jade hand, staring at her big round eyes and staggering back in disbelief.

"How... How possible!"

Her plump chest heaved violently, and her heart was full of doubts and fears. She almost stood unsteadily and sat down on the ground.

Pang Zhi, the eldest disciple of liefeng villa, is a real master of internal strength. Even if they compete with it, they are not sure to win. But in front of this seemingly unimportant guy, unexpectedly raised his hand to throw it away?

It's horrible!

Until now, Li Jiaqian just wake up, no wonder he was full of enthusiasm to help in exchange for each other's a thank you, originally this guy already has enough to protect the terrible strength!

Who is this man? Young, how can you have such amazing accomplishments?

In silence, Lin Yu stepped into the restaurant under the complicated gaze.

"It's very lively." He looked around with a smile on his face. His eyes were as dark as an abyss.

An ordinary young man, without the slightest release of the Heavenly Master's authority, but everyone present felt the bitter cold.

After that, these arrogant and powerful men bowed down and bowed down with humility

"Master Lin! Thank you very much

"Meet Mr. Lin!"

"Reverence, master Lin!"

Standing outside the restaurant, Li Jiaqian watched her normally serious grandfather, Du Shenggu, run to Lin Yu and bow down respectfully with a smile on her face: "master Lin, I'm going to leave the clan meeting. I haven't seen you for many years. I'm old and polite!"

"Lin... master Lin?" Li Jiaqian suddenly thought of some possibility. She shrugged fiercely and breathed a little, "is he..."

She didn't dare to think and believe that she would follow her grandfather Du Shenggu to leave the iron headmaster and go to tianlanzong. Unexpectedly, in such a ridiculous way, she would meet this famous and terrifying son of heaven!

Cai Yunfei, the leader of Zhenwu sect, trembled with his hand under his sleeve and his white beard under his jaw. Then his face pulled out and his arrogance was restrained.

"Master Lin Xian." He arched his hands, grinned genially, and humbly gave a deep salute. "Zhenwuzong left in a hurry for more than half a year. Don't be hurt!"

After struggling for a long time, he finally decided to keep a low profile and not take the risk, so as not to complain in the future.

Even if it is widely said that Lin Zixuan has a road crack and his accomplishments have fallen back, even if the Rand Company of M country has dropped Lin Zixuan's name from the list. But in any case, the glory of the son of heaven has been firmly engraved into the hearts of every strong warrior and become the object of admiration of countless people.

He could stand the worship of all the people present.

What's more, Lin Yu's previous empty handed overturning of Pang Zhi's move also shocked the audience.

Although Pang Zhi was only a little bit powerful and could be easily defeated by these practitioners in the restaurant, at least Lin Yu proved to everyone that he was not as weak as the rumor outside.

The thin camel is bigger than the horse, even if it is Lin Zixuan, the proud son of heaven with the road crack, still can't be humiliated!

"Master CAI." Lin Yu walked two steps forward and sat down on a chair respectfully handed by Du Shenggu. "We've been missing for some days. Why don't you lie down in Jingzhou and run to Haozhou?"

If you look around the world, you can count the people who dare to speak to Cai Yunfei, the leader of Zhenwu sect, in such a tone. No matter which one is, they are all old monsters with high morality.

But Lin Yu, who was less than 20 years old, said these words, but no one thought it was inappropriate.

Is the status of Ji Mingyang, the ancestor of Ji family, high? Is the cultivation deep? In the end, isn't he beheaded by the cruel man in front of him? Those who have the ability to kill old monsters are the real monsters

Cai Yunfei didn't dare to show any anger. He gave a couple of dry smiles and replied: "master Lin, I'm not invited by Tianlan sect to attend the canonization ceremony of Tianlan saint.

Cough, of course, I haven't been to zhenwuzong for nearly ten years, and I'm too lazy to move. This time I went all the way to Haozhou, I was still thinking about you. I wanted to visit you face to face and listen to the teachings of the immortal master... "

Anyone can tell that the mark of flattery is not too obvious. All the people present could not help but turn their mouths and mutter in their hearts

There is no limit to flattery

Lin Yu chuckled twice and asked: "is your ability to flatter others a secret recipe handed down by your ancestors or a self-taught talent?"

Cai Yunfei's face was red and embarrassed with a bitter smile: "Lin Xian Shi laughed and laughed, ha ha..."

Du Shenggu, the leader of the Iron Palm sect, strides forward and stares at Pang Zhi, who has fallen to the ground and has a weak breath. He says angrily, "how dare you rush against Lin Tianshi, you who don't know how to live or die?"

As soon as he said this, other powerful people around echoed

"Even the leader of liefeng villa had to kneel down to worship master Lin at the zongmen meeting. What are you! Is it right to shout in front of master Lin? "

"If it wasn't for the kindness of Bodhisattva Lin, I would have split you on the spot!"

"Damn boy, you should be skinned and cramped, and make amends to master Lin!"

"Why don't you cut his head and send him back to liefeng villa to make an example!"

Pang Zhi's body trembled violently, his limbs curled up, and his face turned red, blue, and white.

From the beginning to the end, no one on the scene dared to say "linzixuan" directly, but many martial arts strongmen bowed down and were obedient. If he could not guess the identity of the young man in front of him, it would be the same pig.

Pang Zhi was more than wailing in his heart. How could he be so sad? Rob money, rob money, unexpectedly don't know deep and shallow, rob the son of heaven Lin Zixuan head up!