You Have Science, I Have Magic

At this time, in the live broadcast room, someone issued a barrage, attracting everyone's attention.

"Everyone, I am the son of Deng Huairen, please don't worry, don't be afraid!"

"My father has a passion and dare to act. As for why he failed, it is because he has been'corroded' by Shang Hai over the years."

"In seventeen years, I have never used a knife or practiced it once, and I have long been strange."

"So don't be afraid!"

Everyone reacted now.

"It turned out to be so."

"Huh, I haven't practiced in seventeen years, or even touched a knife. Unfamiliarity is inevitable. That makes sense."

"I was scared to death. I thought that this is what Yang Wei Taro is really so powerful."

"It's just that I lost two games in a row, and almost all of them are spikes. This is not good. Go up to a real master and kill them!"

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"Really optimistic."

The big fairy slowly uttered a few words: "Is it strange? It should be a little strange, but the gap is indeed huge. This Yang Wei Taro is also a talent."

Lin Bin had just returned from packing up his bowl and chopsticks. Hearing this, he nodded slightly and sighed: "Almost the strength is equivalent to that of drawing a sword ten years ago."

"A genius-level figure."

The big goblin looked at her suddenly and smiled: "Want to try it?"

"The timing is not right."

Lin Bin spread his hands.

Things are not ready yet!

What's more, you can still observe and observe, maybe someone can fight back, isn't it?

"Also."

The big goblin stretched out and said, "By the way, just now I saw the news on your mobile phone. It should be your apprentices who will come over and watch the live broadcast together. Let's chat and chat or whatever. I guess they are quite uncomfortable in their hearts."

"Especially the two brothers and sisters Gan Zhi."

"I know."

Lin Bin nodded.

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"The Hidden Sword Gate, Lu Minghui."

A middle-aged man came onto the stage, holding his fists, upper right and lower left, to decide the outcome and divide life and death.

"Oh?"

"I have heard of you."

Yang Wei Taro smiled: "At the beginning, it seemed that your master didn't even take a knife from my master, and died. I heard that your Hidden Sword Gate was also made quickly?"

"Fifth Junior Brother, play with him."

"Hi!"

The fifth disciple of Dadaozhai stepped forward, and then directly ‘lied down’, ready to take action.

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Deep in the mountains.

Many Tibetan Sword Sect disciples watched the live broadcast with solemn expressions.

"Success or failure depends on today."

"Whether our Hidden Sword Sect re-emerges and opens the mountain gate, or hides it and returns to the mountains and plains completely, it depends on the battle of the brothers."

"Father, he will definitely win!"

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Hidden sword gate, repairing Tibetan swordsmanship.

In the live broadcast room, there was a barrage of knowledgeable people degrading: "On weekdays, they seem to be bare-handed, but it is said that they have swords hidden in their bodies at all times, and there is more than one."

"Because no one knows where their swords are hidden, and they are shot very quickly, so they are often fatal."

"From a certain point of view, Hidden Swordsmanship is somewhat similar to Juhezhan. They are both extremely fast, and you can immediately divide the outcome."

At this moment, the duel between the two has already begun.

choke!

Almost at the same time, both of them moved.

While Lu Minghui waved his hand, a dagger suddenly appeared, and opposite, the fifth disciple of Draw Dao Zhai had also shot. The light of the knife flickered, and the man and the knife seemed to merge into one, and they flew at the same time.

brush!

The dagger flicked obliquely.

Split against the blade side.

choke!

Swords collided, rubbed, and sparks splashed.

blocked!

A large number of viewers from the ancient oriental country were happy, but within a moment, their hearts sank suddenly.

Lu Minghui's shot did block the opponent's counter-blade knife for a moment, but after the sword confrontation and friction, the counter-blade knife once again slashed Lu Minghui's right arm.

The bones are deeply visible, and the blood is dripping.

Jingle.

The short sword fell, and he couldn't even hold the sword.

"Lost."

In the audience, an ancient warrior sighed: "It's not in strength or speed, but the sword is too short. If his sword is longer than the inverse blade, it won't be the case."

"The sword of hidden swordsmanship is not long."

"Lu Minghui, come down, you..."

"I'm not dead yet."

Lu Minghui's eyes were red, even if his right arm was severely injured, he could no longer hold the sword, and he still refused to retreat.

"This battle..."

"Enough, really enough!"

Many people spoke out to persuade: "We still have a lot of people, and there are a lot of masters. You don't need to die here in vain."

"We hide the sword gate, there is no number of people."

He squatted down, holding a sword in his left hand.

Upon seeing this, the other party smiled, holding the inverted blade that had already been sheathed, and lay down again.

"The front of you Hidden Sword Gate is an assassin master, it is not suitable for a frontal collision in the ring, so let's step back..."

In the audience, some people are still persuading.

But Lu Minghui's pale face was full of fortitude.

Everyone sighed in their hearts, and they all understood that he would not come down.

This is to sacrifice one's life for righteousness.

For your own genre...

At this moment, an old man with white beard and hair silently removed the black cloth bag from his back and opened it.

It turned out that what he was carrying was a long spear that was divided into two parts.

The old man didn't say a word, but spliced ​​the spear to himself.

At this moment, the two people on the stage fought again, although Lu Minghui was extremely fast, blocked the knife, and even almost wounded the opposite side, but the injured right arm became a drag.

Click!

With this knife, his injured right arm was severed by the root!

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Deep in the mountains.

Everyone at the Hidden Sword Gate was blushing.

Lu Minghui's son clenched his teeth, his face was full of tears.

"Come again!"

However, Lu Minghui still does not want to retire and is unwilling to retire.

"This cut will send you on the road."

The other party sneered and shot again.

Huh!

But at this moment, a figure suddenly rushed to the ring and shot him back, and at the same time kicked Lu Minghui off the ring.

"Who are you?!"

The fifth disciple shouted angrily.

The white-haired old man held a gun in one hand and said lightly: "He lost."

"Change me now."

"You consume too much, I won't take advantage of you, change someone."

"you!"

The fifth disciple glared angrily and was about to take action, but was stopped by Taiwei Taro. Then he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Umekawa Riku, you go."

"Hi! Big brother."

Umekawa Riku, the second disciple of Dadozhai, stepped forward.

At this moment, Badaozhai, who had been keeping his eyes closed and rested, finally opened his eyes and glanced at the ring, but it was only a glance.

The old man has already signed the status of life and death.

The spear is nearly two meters long.

He grabbed the gun body with his right hand, leaned forward, and the tip of the gun hit the ground, as if his body was full of flaws.

"Yang Jiaqiang, Yang Chenghui."

A long robe, hunting in the wind.

The fluttering white beard and hair made him look like an ancient man walking out of the painting.

"Anyway, it's dying, I'm not interested in knowing who you are!"

Umekawa snorted coldly and squatted down.

Then, the knife was shot instantly!

too fast!

It was a lot faster than the fifth disciple, it was like a strong spring was installed under his feet, and it suddenly popped out and flew towards Yang Chenghui.

Upon seeing this, Yang Chenghui let out a low cry, his rather old body suddenly energized.

call!

The spear was picked up, from bottom to top.

The two-meter long gun, plus the arm, exceeds the bright spot by five meters. This length occupies a great advantage.

The first cut was blocked!

choke!

Sparks are splattering everywhere.

Yang Chenghui stepped back, but rounded his spear and swept across.

Umekawa Riku, who wanted to continue his attack, could only block with a knife, and was then repelled.

"good!"

The two were in a fight.

Everyone in the audience applauded and saw the hope of victory.

Juhe Zhanyimai had the strongest sword-drawing technique at the beginning. As long as they blocked their sword-drawing technique, the pressure on the following would be drastically reduced.

Obviously, Yang Chenghui supported it.

Even with the advantage of the long spear, it opened and closed, and gradually gained a little upper hand.

Very wonderful!

Everyone finally saw a close battle, with blades roaring, spears like dragons, sparks splattering from time to time, and crises everywhere.

But in the end, Yang Chenghui was even better.

Pretending to lose, retreat, and when Mei Chuan Riku came forward and attacked, he suddenly drew back his carbine and felt cold.

Too fast, too fierce!

Back carbine is a very classic and easy-to-use trick in the marksmanship, fierce and powerful!

Umekawa Riku finally understood what it feels like to feel the coolness of the heart. He threw away the inverse blade, grabbed the gun body and opened his mouth, but he spouted a big mouthful of blood.

"Good... so cold."

puff!

Draw a gun, shake a gun.

Yang Chenghui finished in one go, and Mei Chuan's ribs were blood-stained in the ring.

"idiot!"

"Old stuff, you're going to die!"

"damn it!"

Yang Wei Taro and others were eager to split their eyes, and verbally spoke at each other.

In the live broadcast room, the audience who was close to the ancient oriental country finally let out a sigh of anger and excitement: "Okay! Well done! The old man is invincible!"

"So handsome, back to the carbine, strong!"

"The old man is so fierce at an age, admire! I admire it!"

"It's a bad breath!"

"Fuck them to death, and slaughtered them all together!!"

"idiot!"

"You idiots!"

"It's just luck that I won. Excited ass?"

"You have lost three games!"

"Rubbish!"

Both sides sprayed it directly.

However, all the audiences of the ancient countries also reacted to being integrated by these islanders, and their hearts were heavy.

Yes!

Having lost the game, I won the first game.

In an instant, most of the excitement was dissipated, and more of it was worry and powerlessness.

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"Yang's gun?"

Pulling Dao Zhai got up, boarded the ring, scolded Yang Wei Taro and the four of them, and asked them to lift the corpse while looking at Yang Chenghui, and said calmly: "I haven't seen you ten years ago."

"If you had met me ten years ago, you wouldn't be arrogant here today."

Father Yang Chenghui didn't persuade him at all.

"You are kind of crazy."

But Dadaozhai was not annoyed, but calmly said: "If you are twenty years younger, you may be able to fight with me ten years ago, but now you can't."

"Go on, don't lose your life."

"Otherwise, take revenge for the apprentice. Once I take action, you will die."

"Why is the old man afraid?"

"Why is the Yang family's gun afraid?"

Yang Chenghui laughed up to the sky, took out a bottle of fatigue potion from his arms, and drank it in public: "Come on!"

"My Yang family spear will return to the ranking on the ancient weapon spectrum today!"

"From now on, there will be no Yang family guns."

Draw a sword and lean sideways and bow.

The prone position is not low, but the momentum is far surpassing all his disciples.

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On Lin Bin's side, Gan Zhi and other top ten disciples have all arrived.

Looking at the live projection, everyone held their breath.

"Can this old man win?" Gan Ye couldn't help but ask.

"Can't win."

Lin Bin closed his eyes and sighed softly: "The spear and marksmanship of Yuecun Nianjian for a lifetime, logically speaking, the older the stronger, the essence is endless."

"But manpower has its limit. The old man is too old and his condition is seriously declining, but the sword is still at his peak."

"Even if it's the pinnacle." The big goblin interrupted: "There is no chance of winning."

"I speak straight, but it is true."

Lin Bin smiled bitterly, but also nodded in confession.

"Yes."

"Ah, this..."

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Hum!

A little bit of cold light came first, and then shot out like a dragon!

This is Xin Zhao's line, but it is more appropriate when used in Father Yang's marksmanship.

gun!

The spear shot out and swept across.

Blocked the first move to draw the sword, but at the same time, draw the sword is close to the body of the gun!

The old man didn't change his face, and at the same time he took a big step back, holding the gun in both hands, like a butterfly wearing a flower, the gun body flickered and jittered, which was extremely shocking, and he wanted to force him to retreat.

However, the pace and speed of drawing the sword studio are too fast.

choke!

In a blink of an eye, a cut was made.

The old man dragged the gun and blocked it with the gun body.

Then, they have to open and close to sweep and retreat.

However, Pulling Dao Zhai suddenly turned around at this moment, turned his back to the old man, then crouched, backed up, got up, and finished in one go, everything happened in a blink of an eye!

In the eyes of others, drawing the sword at this moment is like taking the initiative and hitting his back into the arms of the old man.

The old man's discoloration changed, and struggling to close his hands, trying to use the gun body to rein in the neck of the sword.

However, Draw Sword Zhai had prepared early, and the counter-blade knife blocked the gun body and slashed to the side.

In order to keep his right hand, the old man had to stop.

But Kozauzhai turned around in an instant, and the counter-blade knife went from bottom to top. With a cry of exclamation and blood spray, he chopped off the right arm of the old man, and then retracted the knife and backed away.

"Your marksmanship is not bad, but you are too old."

He looked at each other indifferently, his eyes were like an ancient well, and he couldn't see the slightest waves: "You are too old and in a state of decline. If you break your arm, you can be regarded as returning the shot of my second disciple. You will save your life. I hope you can teach. Give out a few good apprentices."

"I don't want to come back in the next ten years, in the ancient oriental country of Nuo Da, there is nothing I can do."

The old man covered the wound and was silent.

At this moment, all martial arts people present were silent.

The gap is too big.

Everyone could see that Dadauzhai didn't make any effort at all.

But even so, the old man could only barely make a few moves with him, and even if the other party didn't keep his hands, his life would be gone.

This gap is really too big.

After speaking, he drew the sword without waiting for a response, turned directly down the ring, and returned to his place to sit down, closed his eyes and rested, looking bored.

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"This dog said, so crazy."

Gan Ye grinned and cursed: "Does he mean, invincible and lonely? I even hope that the old man can help him cultivate a few opponents?"

"But he does have crazy capital. If he doesn't keep his hands, it is estimated that Grandpa Yang will be gone with a single shot." The big goblin poured cold water.

But this is really true.

"Lets see."

Lin Bin sighed lightly.

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The live broadcast room is noisy.

The netizens in the island country were excited and bragged wildly, but the netizens in the ancient oriental country could only suffer, and occasionally wanted to squirt back a few words, but they didn't have any confidence, and the other party also laughed.

Very frustrated!

At the scene, the sound of shouting and killing was much lower.

There are really a lot of martial arts people who came here. At the beginning, they were full of enthusiasm.

However, when the strength of the Draw Sword Studio was revealed, and when his disciples were stained with blood one by one, most of the martial arts in the ancient eastern country hesitated.

Forcing numbers are still necessary.

If they have confidence in themselves, or feel that there is a slight possibility of winning, they will not hesitate, but when they realize how big the gap is, few people will actually choose to go to the stage to die.

However, there are still many people on stage.

However, the result was terrible.

After Mr. Yang, twenty-three people came to the stage one after another, but twenty-one died. The ancient country of the East...

In the afternoon, more people came!

According to the two brothers and sisters of Gan Zhi, many of them are extraordinary pharmaceutical companies, and there are even weapon masters that have been secretly cultivated by the government.

However, the gap is still great.

On the first day, there were a total of 67 battles and 59 dead.

Only Father Yang and the other two won the game. But with the exception of Mr. Yang, they all just defeated and failed to kill the opponent.

It is even more of a trick to divide the victory and defeat, to decide life and death, and to fail miserably against the upper sword studio!

The gap is too big.

In fact, the disciple who can win the Dadaozhai is already a master of weapons, but today’s Dadaozhai is like a bug. Get a name.

Even at night, the results of the other five Juhezhan disciples came out, and they challenged 38 ‘weapon masters’ in total.

Record... Complete victory!

Not many people have died, but many have broken arms and legs.

He even left words like ‘I don’t want to be too boring when I come next time’.

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"hateful!"

In the evening, the sentiment was exciting under the related topics on Weibo.

"These dog days are too much!"

"They are very strong, that's right, but is it really good to bully people like this?"

"Where are the masters of our ancient eastern country? Why are they so insulted and flaunted? Isn't it good to fight back?!"

"Upstairs, I have the same expectations as you, but the reality is cruel. We were crushed ten years ago. If there are really masters, we won't wait until now."

"Father Yang, isn't he?!"

"Is there no expert in the folk?!"

"Master Yang is very powerful, but that's just an example, and he is too old."

"Oh, although I am very unwilling, but I even want to say to the warriors who practice weapons: if it really doesn't work, or just give up, if you continue to fight, you will only die more..."

"What nonsense are you talking about, this!!!"

"Nonsense? Ten years ago, we had already killed a group of weapon masters. Today, ten years later, another group of weapons? Everyone is almost dead!"

"But···"

Grief and anger.

Aggrieved!

In particular, some island netizens still watch the excitement not too much, and come to ridicule and verbally humiliate.

unacceptable!

The netizens in the ancient eastern country wanted to fight back.

But I can't fight back!

The record is right in front of us, and the gap is so big that it is a huge difference. How to fight back and how to fight back? !

Even if it's just beep, it must be built on the basis of strength.

Is it useful to bluff? The harder you blow, the more painful you hit your face.

This is cruel, but very realistic.

the next day.

The challenge continues.

But the result was worse than the first day.

There were also masters on stage, but there was still a gap with Yang Wei Taro and the others. Six people defeated the disciples of Badaozhai and won the qualifications to challenge Badaozhai, but they failed to kill them.

During the battle with Dadauzhai, he was devastated and couldn't stop a knife at all.

It's not that they are not strong, but the sword is too fierce.

It's really unreasonable for a sharp cut.

Over a hundred died!

"Ugh."

Gan Zhi frowned and sighed: "The masters cultivated by our Changsheng Biological Group have all lost."

Gan Ye added: "Other companies have similarly cultivated them."

"It really doesn't work if you run away temporarily."

Both of them were very helpless and uncomfortable.

But there is no way, this is the fact and can only be accepted.

The sky is getting dark.

In the live broadcast room, Dadao Zhai stepped onto the ring.

Looking at the live broadcast footage, Gu Jing Wubo said: "Is this the only way? It disappoints me too much, even, no one deserves me to be serious?"

"I heard that there is a man named Lin Bin in your Eastern Kingdom, who is eight feet tall and eight feet around his waist. Does he have any strength?"

"Why didn't he come?"

Um? !

In the rental house, Lin Bin narrowed his eyes slightly, but Zhu Jianye, Gan Zhi and other apprentices all changed their faces.

"Master? He..."

"Are you really coming at me?"

Lin Bin smiled: "Don't worry."

Seeing him say this, everyone was relieved.

Thinking that Lin Bin would not be irritated by this kind of agitation, let alone challenge, therefore, after a short chat, they dispersed.

"Not going?"

The big goblin felt that something was wrong.

"Looking at him like this, I'm afraid you will call the door if you don't go. What are you going to do?"

"why do not you go?"

Lin Bin stretched, got up, and closed the live broadcast.

"Yesterday, I did not decide whether to go."

"But watching these two days, many martial arts people fought desperately, even if they knew they were lost, they didn't shrink back half a minute..."

"Although many of them took the money, or were trained, had to go to, or were full of enthusiasm."

"But, anyway."

"I changed my mind."

Lin Bin looked at the big goblin, his eyes burning: "Most of these dead people are people in our national martial arts circle."

"Even many are elites."

"The national martial arts is in decline. If this continues, it will only get worse and worse, and they will step on their heads and bully."

"I can't wait for him to trouble me anymore."

"End this as soon as possible, and tomorrow morning, I will fight him!"

"Think about it?"

The big goblin didn't seem to be surprised, but said with a ‘worried’ face: "With your strength, facing the sword fast, I’m afraid..."

"I've tried it before I know."

"Isn't it?"

Lin Bin smiled, but a touch of cruelty rose in his heart.

Wait till the last minute, turn the tide and become the savior?

It sounds great, but he can't wait, and doesn't want to wait. He is not such a temperamental person!

Especially when he looked at many people in the national arts, throwing their heads and spreading blood, only to ridicule in disdain, he really couldn't bear it.

The reason why I haven't shot it up to now is that I was a little hesitant yesterday, and the main reason is that the weapon built by the old boy has not yet been obtained.

Regarding hard power, Lin Bin has already affirmed that he is really inferior to the current draw sword studio.

This has nothing to do with internal strength or not.

Inner strength is always just inner strength, and it can't be done like the legendary inner strength, and it can even be turned into a golden bell protector.

The most important thing is to get a stab, that is, the plant flower's strength will be cold.

But draw the sword studio is a really powerful figure playing with swords, or Juhe Slash is a deadly knife technique, rushing to it, it is really easy to lose his life.

Lin Bin didn't know that there was a big goblin who was ready to pretend to be beep hidden beside him.

All I know is that if you are not cautious, you will probably lose your life after taking the stage.

So, he can only wait!

Wait for the moment when your own special double knives are completed.

And according to the agreed delivery time, just tonight.

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On the Internet, there is a hustle and bustle.

Under related topics, there are smoky smoke, various speeches, and all kinds of things, but among them, many people jumped out to target Lin Bin.

The cause was that Lin Bin was mentioned by the dagger-zhai.

Although it is just one sentence, it is exciting enough for some netizens.

"Where is Lin Bin?!"

"Isn't he the champion of the first martial arts tournament in Southern Province? Isn't he a master of national martial arts? Can't he fly in the air?!"

"More than that? He also swept more than forty martial arts halls in one day, and there was no defeat at all. Why don't you challenge such a fierce person?"

"Hahaha! You said Lin Bin? That guy is just a dog, he will shoot? He will shoot Lao Tzu's handstand and diarrhea!"

"When it's hot and pretending, it runs faster than anyone else. When encountering this kind of real life-death thing, he dared to take action and I didn't believe it first."

"Puff! Don't say that about him, he is the founder of unlimited fighting, what is unlimited? I think, the face is also unlimited? People are not shameful at all~!"

"···"

Lin Bin pays little attention to the gossip on the Internet.

Because, from the earth, he knows that the Internet is really full of cattle and horses.

How do you say that? Life is boring and boring.

It's really full of cattle and horses!

It can even be said that there are countless beasts and horses.

Too much special mother!

Especially on Weibo, the three views of many netizens even make a person with normal three views wonder if he is still on the earth? Could it be that I crossed it? !

However, there is no crossing.

Niu Mado is true.

Tonight, the weapon was retrieved.

Before going to bed, Lin Bin glanced at Weibo with boring thoughts.

Then···

Almost gasped to a cerebral hemorrhage.

"It's really **** full of cows and horses."

Then, this guy directly logged into the official Weibo of the martial arts museum, @了 the netizen who said that if you shoot by yourself, you would stand upside down and diarrhea, and replied: "Get ready to open or pineapple to stay. I can’t pull it out by then, so I can. help you."

Then, he immediately logged out of his Weibo account, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

I'm afraid that if I watch it any more, I can get angry with liver cancer!

However, he did not expect that a Weibo that he replies at will caused an uproar.

The big goblin followed the martial arts Weibo, so he saw Lin Bin's movement for the first time, and smiled immediately: "Hey, it seems that it will be tomorrow~"

"Baby, in fact, your old aunt is invincible~"

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Ganjia Manor.

Gan Ye and Gan Zhi are eating supper with their mother.

"Dad hasn't come back yet?" Gan Ye frowned slightly as he looked at the door.

My mother sighed softly: "There is a lot of trouble in Dadaozhai. He said that he will study with others to see if he can find a hidden master."

"Where are the hidden masters?" Gan Zhi said helplessly: "If there are, I can't find them."

"Isn't it?"

"Ugh?!"

She picked up her mobile phone and looked at the reminder: "Login on Martial Arts Weibo from another place?"

"Let me see."

She logs in her number, and then...

"what?!"

"how?"

Gan Ye leaned over, and when he saw it, his eyes widened immediately: "Master?!"

"What's wrong?"

My mother also came over to take a look.

"Meaning, your master is going to make a move?!"

"he···"

"Can it work?"

"This." Gan Ye was dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer.

Gan Zhi bit her red lips fiercely: "I'm not going to eat it, you can eat it."

She ran away.

The mother and son were left looking at each other.

"I'm not going to eat anymore, mom, take a break earlier." Gan Ye was taken aback for a while and followed out.

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In the martial arts group.

When someone posted a screenshot of the martial arts Weibo, it was immediately bustling.

Zhou Manman: "Master wants to shoot?!"

Chen Tao: "Ah!!!"

Li Zijie: "Master is so good!!!"

Wang Xiaohu: "It's not a question of whether it is good or not to raise the sword, the sword studio is too strong, the master is..."

Seeing this, everyone's heart sank.

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On Weibo, it’s even more lively.

Netizens who were ridiculed by Lin Bin@ constantly laughed: "Who is better than someone on the Internet? If you have the ability, you really hit it? If you don't have the ability? What about you beeping?"

"If you really want to be hacked to death on stage, I will definitely perform handstand diarrhea, but will you go?!"

Other netizens also commented.

Either like, or tease, or talk about it.

Life is diverse and uneven. On Weibo, you can see all kinds of cattle and horses.

Ren Jia, He Daimo, Shuxiaqing and others also knew about this, and their moods were mixed.

The island people naturally sneered, and at the same time wished that Lin Bin came to power and was chopped off by the disciples of Dashizhai. After all, they already had hatred, and this time there are interests involved.

Although Ren Jia and other Chinese people were blasted and held a grudge, they were silent when faced with such a major event.

No one made a sound, no one ridiculed.

Chairman Zhou and other people from the Southern Province Wushu Association also felt very uncomfortable.

The Southern Province Wushu Association also sent a few people there, but the results were very miserable, all were knifed, not one left.

They have hatred with Lin Bin.

And it's a big hatred!

The previous Southern Province No. 1 Martial Arts Conference ended, and the credibility of their association was declining in a straight line, and even Chairman Zhou was almost beaten to the end.

But at this moment, he sighed and said to himself: "Lin Bin, no matter what the holidays are between us, as long as you dare to come, it will be good."

"In this process, I will never hold you back."

"Even if you die, unrestricted fighting... I will help you."

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This matter is too much involved.

Even national officials are paying attention!

As for Lin Bin's name, because of the dagger-zhai raised his mouth, it naturally became the object of everyone's attention. When some people who didn't understand Lin Bin's previous record, they also had a little confidence.

Of course, only a little.

After all, the weapon skills that Lin Bin showed before were not so advanced, but rather more powerful.

On the third day, early morning.

Pull Dao Zhai's pulse once again put down the ring.

It's just that, because Umekawa Rib died so cool, someone came to fill up the spot---the mirror was brilliant.

The master of Juhe Zhanyi's main hall in Binhai was once battered by Lin Bin.

He stood on the ring, with sullen eyes in his eyes.

"Lin Bin!"

At this moment, the mirror gritted his teeth and whispered: "Come on, I want to see with my own eyes you are dying in the ring."

"Only in this way can the hatred in my heart be solved!"

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The plane landed in Kyoto.

Compared with the earth, Molan Star’s aircraft has been innovated many times.

Today's speed is more than twenty times that of Earth's technology!

Even flying from Binhai to Kyoto only took a lot of time.

Lin Bin and the big goblin got off the plane one after another, without speaking, they took a taxi to Heshan Gymnasium.

When it was almost there, the big goblin couldn't help but patted the big package behind Lin Bin: "What are you carrying in this big bag?"

"Of course it is a sword."

Lin Bin smiled.

"fine."

The big goblin also felt the uncomfortable being ‘cleaned up’ by the riddler, rolled his eyes and ignored the goods.

When she wanted to come, no matter what she brought, it was useless, anyway, today she was forced, she was pretentious!

Even she has designed the plot to perfection. First, Lin Bin took the stage and pk with Dazhaozhai, but there was a certain probability that she couldn't even catch a knife.

All I have to do is to watch from below, once my cub is in danger, I will immediately rescue him, and then ~~~

Draw a sword?

Humph~~~

After thinking about it, the Heshan Gymnasium is here.

When Lin Bin got out of the car, before he even started, he gave a violent pause, "What are you doing?"

In front, a line of twelve people lined up.

The top ten disciples, plus Gan Ye and Zhang Xiaomei, were standing at the entrance of the gymnasium, looking at Lin Bin.

"Why are you all here?"

Lin Bin chuckled, touching the back of his head: "Surprise?"

"The shock is almost the same." When everyone came over, Gan Zhi couldn't help but complain: "You said you wouldn't come over before we left last night, but when we turned around, we directly challenged."

"If it hadn't been for us to find out, I'm afraid the master would not know when it was gone."

"···"

Lin Bin stared: "This is like I'm sure to die."

"So, aren't we here to cheer you up, Master." Gan Ye smiled, "Originally, the fat guy wanted to come over too. They were held back by me. There are so many people in trouble."

"Master." Zhu Jianye took a deep breath and said: "I didn't learn Chinese martial arts or weapons, but you will always be my master!"

"You can win!"

"Yeah!" Wang Gang nodded his head heavily.

"Master, be careful!" Chen Tao's "shame of the school" and "negative teaching material" also solemnly spoke.

"Don't worry, you master, I am not so crisp, not so weak."

Lin Bin smiled brightly when he saw this.

"Since it's here, let's go in together, so that you can see what is the real Chinese martial arts, and how to use unlimited fighting in the formal competition."

Unlimited fighting?

The big goblin's ears twitched, and something seemed to be wrong.

At this moment, Lin Bin's heart was warm, even hot.

He is not the kind of idiot who doesn't know what is good for good and doesn't know good people.

The disciples rushed over overnight, and even put aside the things at hand, this is undoubtedly really caring for themselves.

Even if it is Gan Zhi who is not forgiving, she must be worried about herself in her heart.

After all, the opposite is recognized as the first person in weapons, and he is just the owner of a small martial arts gym, and at most he won the championship of the first martial arts tournament in Southern Province.

The gap is too big.

But can't this gap be made up?

······

"somebody is coming."

A group of fourteen people, thirteen of them surrounded Lin Bin, feeling a little mighty.

Therefore, as soon as they entered the gymnasium, they were discovered by everyone.

After all, this place does not allow ordinary audiences to come in, or it is the entourage of a certain martial arts person, or else, it is the martial arts person himself.

But even the people who brought the entourage have never seen so many.

A group of martial arts people from the ancient oriental country standing here all craned their necks to look at them, and then frowned.

"It's him?"

"Lin Bin!"

"He really came, but it's not bad."

"It is said that this person has a wrong mind and has used his brains on all kinds of crooked ways and the next three abuses, but since he dares to come today, he has nothing to say."

"Yes···"

They communicated in low voices, but they didn't say anything badly at each other.

Currently, Lin Bin is still somewhat famous in China.

The men’s champion of the first martial arts tournament in Southern Province with an unprecedented total prize money of 300 million, coupled with the explosion of dozens of museum owners’ eggs in one day, and unlimited fighting, etc., made him outside the circle. They are all quite famous.

Generally, young people who pay a little attention to the Internet know Lin Bin.

Even if you don't know what he looks like, you know what people around you say.

Many of them do not ashamed of what Lin Bin did before.

But at this moment, when you come here, you are your own.

When the same hatred and hatred.

Therefore, many people nodded slightly to Lin Bin.

Lin Bin also smiled a little when he saw this.

He is not ill. Of course, he doesn't want to be ‘enemy all over the world’ wherever he goes. He is actually stunned and scolded by others. In fact, he can’t understand the TV shows and dramas he’s watched before. Why are the protagonists all enemies everywhere?

It seems that if you don't hurt the protagonist or provocatively, you don't deserve to be a human being.

Going crazy.

"Lin Bin!"

On the stage, Lin Bin was the first person in the mirror to see Lin Bin, his complexion suddenly changed ~www.wuxiamtl.com~, gritted his teeth, and two words popped out between his teeth.

"Um?!"

Yang Wei Taro and the other four suddenly turned to look at Lin Bin.

They are all curious!

Lin Bin, whom I knew from the mirror brilliantly before, was too fierce!

He is eight feet tall and has a waist circumference of eight feet!

With infinite power and superb skill, his knife can cut water and cut everything!

This description is simply!

It's their master, they didn't dare to blow like this!

At this moment, people appear, how can they not pay attention?

Just looking at it this time, the four of them were a little dazed: "Who is Lin Bin?"

"Where is Lin Bin?"

"Isn't it eight feet tall and eight feet waistline? Mr. Feiran, did you read it wrong? Or was it too angry, which led to hallucinations?" Yang Wei Taro was eager to see through, and he didn't see where a person of this size was. , Could not help being full of question marks.

"it's him!"

As far as he could see in the mirror, he stared at Lin Bin: "The one who walks in the front of the group!"

"what?"

"he?!"

"So young? You are ten years younger than you, right?"

"This... eight feet tall can be said to be an adjective, but waist circumference, this, this..."

The four were dumbfounded.

This is so different from what you imagined!

What about the height of eight feet and the waist circumference of eight feet?

We all thought it was the kind of super big guy with big waist and fat fat, okay? !

But at this moment, Badaozhai also opened his eyes, his gaze calmly, and looked at Lin Bin.

However, when he saw the person behind Lin Bin out of the corner of his eye...

In the next second, his face shook fiercely, and the calmness disappeared completely.

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