Chapter 8: The Nine Styles of the Divine Dragon

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Shen Shaobai was carried away by the Shen family's guards, and when he left, he was still scolding, vowing to break Wang Lin's body into pieces.

A few days ago, Wang Lin made a move with Shen Shaobai, and the injured person was Wang Lin. No one could have imagined that just a few days later, the situation would turn around.

Wang Lin just sneered and watched the Shen family leave, and he didn't pay attention to Shen Shaobai's threat at all.

A small Shen family is not worth his attention.

"What kind of medicine did this Wang Lin take, why is he so powerful, just two days of hard work, he can actually abolish Shen Shaobai. ”

"Don't look at his majesty now, he injured Shen Shaobai, the Shen family will never give up, don't say that Shen Shaoyou, who is practicing in Baichuanmen, even if Shen Shaohua comes, it is enough for Wang Lin to drink a pot. ”

"Yes, the Shen family has a big business, but it is not comparable to Wang Lin and their orphans and widows. ”

The people of Qingyang City still did not disperse, blocking the door of Jishitang and whispering.

In the eyes of many of them, Wang Lin injured Shen Shaobai, and the Shen family would never suffer this big loss just like this, and would definitely send someone to trouble Wang Lin.

"Okay, okay, it's not lively, it's all scattered, it's all scattered......"

Lao Meng strode forward and dispersed the crowd gathered at the door of Jishitang.

At this time, it was already dusk, Wang Yurou asked Lao Meng to close the door of the store, and took Wang Lin back to the inner house.

"Lin'er, tell me, what's going on, how did you hurt Shen Shaobai?"

As soon as the two of them sat down, Wang Yurou couldn't wait to ask Wang Lin.

At noon, Wang Lin could only rest in bed, how could it be that in half a day, Wang Lin not only recovered from his injuries, but also injured Shen Shaobai.

Shen Shaobai is a martial artist who has opened up a meridian, so is Lin Er also a martial artist?

Wang Yurou didn't dare to think about it.

"Mother, I have successfully opened up the sea of qi. ”

For Wang Yurou, Wang Lin did not hide it, and told her the news that he had successfully opened up the sea of qi.

Seeing that her conjecture was confirmed, Wang Yurou's eyes were covered with a layer of fog.

For so many years, Wang Lin has never been able to open up the sea of qi, and I don't know how many people have persuaded Wang Yurou not to waste silver coins on Wang Lin, but Wang Yurou has always been unwilling to give up.

And today, her Lin Er has finally succeeded in opening up the sea of qi and becoming a martial artist!

"Really, Lin Er is a martial artist now?"

Wang Yurou looked Wang Lin up and down, as if she didn't know her son.

"The young master is awesome, I knew that the young master would definitely become a martial artist!"

Chunxiang's eyes are also red, for so many years, how much hard work Madame has paid for the young master, she has seen it in her eyes, at this time, she finally saw the moon and the clouds, she was happy for the mother and son from the heart.

"Yes, mother, the child is a warrior now!"

"However, you injured Shen Shaobai, I'm afraid this matter is a little tricky. ”

Just happy for a while, Wang Yurou's face was gloomy again.

The Shen family is in Qingyang City, although it is not a big family, but it is also a medium family, Wang Lin injured Shen Shaobai, and the Shen family will never give up.

"No, I'll go to my eldest brother and ask him to help us. ”

With that, Wang Yurou immediately stood up.

Although she has been expelled from the Wang family, and many Wang family members regard her as a shame for the Wang family, but for Lin Er, her face is nothing.

"Mother, no, I can handle this matter. ”

Wang Lin grabbed Wang Yurou, he didn't want his mother to beg the Wang family, and with his understanding of Wang Boxian, Wang Boxian would never go against the Shen family because of a dispensable nephew.

"However, the Shen family ......"

"Don't worry, I have everything. ”

Wang Yurou wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Wang Lin, looking at Wang Lin's firm gaze, Wang Yurou didn't say anything more, just nodded heavily, "I believe in Lin'er."

The atmosphere of dinner was not relaxed, although Wang Yurou made a table full of Wang Lin's favorite dishes, and also said a lot of words to Chunxiang to enliven the atmosphere, but Wang Lin could see that Wang Yurou was worried.

After all, she offended the Shen family, and Wang Yurou's psychological burden was very heavy.

"You must improve your strength as soon as possible, so that these young people of the Shen family will no longer have the ability to act in front of themselves and their mothers. ”

Wang Lin secretly made up his mind.

After dinner, Wang Lin returned to his room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to run the "Ancient God Emperor Sutra".

After running the true qi in his body for a full ninety-nine eighty-one weeks, Wang Lin felt that the true qi in his qi sea was much more abundant than before, and the true qi in the qi sea had increased significantly compared to the daytime.

"You can't keep improving your cultivation here, take advantage of the dead of night to practice martial arts!"

Martial arts cultivation, in addition to improving one's own cultivation, must also cultivate martial arts, the two complement each other, in order to exert stronger combat effectiveness.

Martial arts are the same as exercises, and are divided into five levels, which are lower, middle, upper, superb, and superb martial arts.

If a person only cultivates to a high level, but does not master the corresponding martial arts, then when fighting against others, he will not be able to give full play to his strength.

However, if a person has only mastered an extremely powerful martial art, but does not have the strength to control this set of martial arts, then it will be difficult for him to exert the true power of this set of martial arts.

Only when the two fit together perfectly can they complement each other.

Wang Lin began to recall the martial arts he had been exposed to in the Taixu Realm.

Qingyun locks the sky?

This trick is too domineering, and the requirements for cultivation are very high, at least the cultivation above the Great Perfection of the Earth Extreme Realm can master the essence of it.

Splitting the sky and slashing the gods?

Although the lethality of this move is amazing, it pays attention to gradual progress, and if you want to achieve success, it will take at least a hundred years, and now Wang Lin does not have so much time.

......

Wang Lin kept filtering the martial arts he was familiar with in his mind, and at this time, a name appeared in his mind.

Shenlong Nine Style!

The Divine Dragon Nine Styles are a superb martial arts, although the power is not as good as the previous two superb martial arts, but the Divine Dragon Nine Styles are easy to use, and they can improve Wang Lin's combat effectiveness in a short period of time. Moreover, this martial art was cultivated to the end, and its power was not much worse than those two superb martial arts.

That's it!

Having selected the martial arts he wanted to practice, Wang Lin walked out of the room.

At this time, everything is silent, and there is only a bright moon, hanging lonely in the sky.

Under the cold moonlight, Wang Lin's figure was pulled by the elder.

"You can't practice in the courtyard, it's not good if you wake up your mother and Haruka. ”

Wang Lin came to the side of the courtyard wall and jumped forward, like a goose feather falling to the ground, without making a sound.

"If I remember correctly, there should be a forest directly east of the two miles away from here, inaccessible to people, just right for cultivation. ”

At this time, there was no one on the road, Wang Lin was like the wind, and soon came to the woods in his memory.

The bright moon in the sky and the breeze in the forest are really a good place to cultivate.

Wang Lin used the true qi in his body and began to cultivate the Nine Forms of the Divine Dragon.

"The first type, the tiger is on the dragon plate!"

Wang Lin's body was entrenched like a dragon and a tiger, and the true qi in his body was condensed, and it was released from Wang Lin's hands through the only two meridians in Wang Lin's body.

"Bang!"

As the true qi in Wang Lin's hand was released, there was a slight muffled sound.

In front of Wang Lin, a poplar tree the size of a bucket shook twice, and a few leaves slowly fell from the tree.

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