Martial Arts: Begin a Life Simulator

　　"drink!"

　　Taking a step forward, Hong Renxiong raised the anger in his chest and abdomen, shouted violently, and the Pu Dao in his hand slashed towards Lin Jingzhe vigorously.

　　Hong Renxiong's style of play is very open and close, and he has always been good at this kind of fighting with strength.

　　Several other people saw Hong Renxiong rushing towards Lin Jingzhe, but they didn't know what he was thinking. They were afraid that Hong Renxiong would take the lead, so they all held their swords and attacked Lin Jingzhe.

　　"Why bother."

　　Seeing the three of them rush towards his position, Lin Jingzhe's mouth curved slightly, and then a sweep came out.

　　The originally ordinary fire stick seemed to be transformed into a peerless weapon in Lin Jingzhe's hands. The moment a few people surrounded him, they only heard the sound of "dang", and the three people who were surrounded by Lin Jingzhe were knocked down. fly out.

　　Then the weapons in the hands of the three fell to the ground.

　　"What a terrifying power."

　　Hong Renxiong got up from the ground and looked at his shattered mouth. He looked at Lin Jingzhe as if he were looking at a monster.

　　Looking at the twisted long knife that he was smashed to the side, Hong Renxiong suddenly had the intention of retreating.

　　His eyes flickered to look at the others. .

Chapter 17

　　within the venue.

　　Several other people were in a similar situation to Hong Renxiong, and they were all injured in the collision just now.

　　However, the people in the rivers and lakes are most concerned about their face. Unlike Hong Renxiong, Hou Renying, as the chief disciple of the Qingcheng School, was knocked flying by Lin Jingzhe, and he lost face in front of everyone. How could he bear it.

　　The furious Hou Renying immediately took out a few poisoned dark darts and shot them towards Lin Jingzhe.

　　"Oh!"

　　Lin Jingzhe dealt with beasts in the Forest of Giant Beasts, and he had a good eye for training.

　　He just flashed at will, and avoided the poison dart that Hong Renxiong shot towards him.

　　Dodging the gap between the poison darts, Lin Zhe quickly swept towards Hou Renying. His speed was so fast that he turned into an afterimage. Before Hou Renying, who was lying on the ground, could get up, Lin Jingzhe's burning stick had already hit him. his head.

　　Then there was a muffled sound, and then Hou Renying's head exploded like a watermelon.

　　Lin Jingzhe didn't stop there. After killing Hou Renying, he did the same, followed by a few muffled noises. Luo Renjie and Chang Qingzi were also killed by Lin Jingzhe under the stick.

　　"Run!"

　　"He's the devil!"

　　"Run for your life, run!"

　　After seeing Lin Jingzhe in a short time, he killed all four of Qingcheng's showmen. The disciples of the Qingcheng faction who followed Hou Renying and the other three dared to stay there, and immediately turned their heads and ran away, with no intention of staying at all.

　　Dozens of people disappeared in a short period of time.

　　"This.."

　　On the other side, Lin Ping's father and son, although they had seen Lin Jingzhe's strength before, they were still deeply shocked when they saw the scene that looked like a slaughterhouse.

　　If the two of them looked at Lin Jingzhe with surprise before, the look at Lin Jingzhe now turned into awe.

　　"Let's part now."

　　After swept away the Qingcheng group that surrounded Fuwei Escort, Lin Jingzhe clasped his fists at Lin Pingzhi's father and son, ready to leave.

　　As for the Fuwei Escort, Lin Jingzhe asked himself that he had done his best. After killing Qingcheng Sixiu, it would not be difficult for him to leave if he knew that Lin Zhennan and his son had some brains.

　　"shock..."

　　Lin Zhennan looked at Lin Jingzhe's back. He originally wanted to ask Lin Jingzhe to escort their family to Shaolin Temple, and to ask the head of the martial arts, Shaolin Temple, to do justice for them.

　　But recalling that Lin Jingzhe had already stopped so many enemies for their family, if he made any more demands, he would be too ignorant.

　　So in the middle of the sentence, Lin Zhennan still didn't say anything.

　　"By the way, this time, it's actually because..."

　　Lin Jingzhe walked halfway, thought for a moment, then turned back, and told Lin Zhennan and his son what really caused the difficult situation of Fuwei Escort.

　　With this step, Lin Jingzhe no longer owes anything, Lin Zhennan and his son have nothing.

　　As for whether Lin Zhennan and his son believed what they said, that was not something Lin Jingzhe wanted to take care of.

　　"Is the Evil Exorcism Sword Manual we've been practicing fake?"

　　Looking at Lin Jingzhe's retreating back, Lin Pingzhi froze in place with a sluggish face. After a while, he turned around and looked at Lin Zhennan who was on the side: "Father, is what Jingzhe said true?"

　　"Anyway, let's go and see."

　　Just like his son Lin Pingzhi, Lin Zhennan was shocked by Lin Jingzhe's words.

　　His ancestors organized training again, that thing should not be opened, but in the current situation, Lin Zhennan wanted to verify it.

　　Confused, his own escort was caught in such a vortex, and he couldn't swallow his breath without knowing the reason.

　　. . . . . .

　　Three days later.

　　After leaving Fuwei Escort, Lin Jingzhe found an inn and stayed for one night.

　　The next day, after spending some money and buying some things, I bought a donkey, and it began to float around.

　　For Lin Jingzhe, because of the existence of golden fingers, he also disliked some common secrets, and there was nothing to do, so Lin Jingzhe decided to take a good tour of the rivers and lakes.

　　It took two days to walk like this. Because he didn't deliberately ask where he was, after he woke up from a sleep, Lin Jingzhe realized that he had unknowingly arrived at the foot of a high mountain.

　　"Just thirsty."

　　Looking at the side of the mountain pass fork in the distance, there are a few simple Eight Immortals tables in one place, and a small shop with a tea shop flag hanging on the top of the weather-beaten wooden pole next to the wooden building.

　　Lin Jingzhe patted the donkey slightly and walked towards the foot shop.

　　"Hey, have you heard?"

　　Inside the tea shop, three men with knives sat around a table and stool.

　　One of the men held up a bowl of tea, eloquently said, "The Qingcheng faction that surrounded the Fuwei Security Bureau was broken."

　　"Qingcheng Sixiu was even beaten in the head."

　　"Is that man really so brave?"

　　Hearing the man's words, a man at the same table eating dry food raised his eyes with suspicion in his tone.

　　"The man is said to be nine feet tall and holding a fire stick."

　　"In just a few rounds, everyone from the Qingcheng faction was beaten to pieces."

　　When the man drinking water heard the questioning from the tablemate, he deliberately raised his voice, as if he was the one who killed the Qingcheng faction.

　　"Pfft....hahaha."

　　Just as the man was talking about spitting, a silver bell-like voice rang.

　　Hearing the laughter, everyone turned around and looked at the direction where the laughter came from. .

Chapter 18

　　It was a fourteen- or fifteen-year-old girl, dressed in emerald green clothes, with delicate and lovely features on her snow-white face, which made people feel pity in their hearts just by looking at her.

　　The man who was talking about the rumors of the rivers and lakes heard someone sneer at the rising anger, and the moment he saw the girl, his anger disappeared in half.

　　"There is no such brave person in the world as you say."

　　The girl looked at the big guys staring at her, but she didn't panic, she said with a smile, "Nine feet tall, isn't that person a demon?"

　　"That person is called Lin Jingzhe."

　　When the big man saw that the girl didn't believe it, his face immediately blushed, and he insisted on reasoning with the girl: "I saw him in Fuzhou City."

　　"Several guests calm down."

　　Seeing the noisy scene in his small shop, the shopkeeper walked over with a pot of tea with a smile and poured tea into the bowls of several people: "It's not easy to buy and sell small books, drink tea, drink tea."

　　"Storekeeper, make a pot of tea and a few biscuits."

　　Lin Jingzhe heard the arguments of several people in the tea stall from far away, but Lin Jingzhe didn't care too much.

　　Walking into the small shop, he found a secluded place to sit down, and Lin Jingzhe beckoned to order some food.

　　"Can I sit across from you?"

　　"up to you."

　　Lin Jingzhe had just sat down, and the girl who was arguing with the big men sat opposite Lin Jingzhe. She made a face at the big men opposite, and then turned around to look at Lin Jingzhe.

　　"Do you think what those guys said is true?"

　　The girl's face was a little resentful. Although she was young, she followed her grandfather all these years, and she knew some characters in the rivers and lakes more or less.

　　But she had never heard of this one named Lin Jingzhe.

　　After taking a sip of tea and looking at Lin Jingzhe who was sitting quietly with a book in his hand, the girl said to herself, "I don't think it's possible."

　　Listening to the girl in front of him chattering, Lin Jingzhe didn't pay any attention to the girl, and still looked at the book in his hand.

　　Although the arguments of several people were related to him, Lin Jingzhe was not interested in participating.

　　. . . . . .

　　"A bunch of trash!"

　　Sitting on the back of a short dwarf, Yu Canghai raised his hand to face the disciple who came to report the news with a heart-breaking palm.

　　Taking advantage of the reason that his son was stabbed to death by Lin Pingzhi, Yu Canghai planned to obtain the swordsmanship of Fuwei Escort to ward off evil spirits.

　　Originally, this was so that there would be less resistance in the arena. After all, grabbing things for no reason would easily lead to a crusade against decent people in the arena.

　　But what Yu Canghai did not expect was that the large number of Qingcheng disciples he had eliminated would be wiped out by a small bodyguard.