Warriors are divided into three realms, namely warriors, martial artists, and martial kings. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Draw the aura of heaven and earth into the body, and condense the spiritual power to become a warrior.

Martial artists are divided into nine realms, with first-level martial artists being the weakest and ninth-level martial artists being the strongest.

Looking at the endless void in the distance, Lin Hao clenched his fists tightly.

Three years of humiliation!

Father's spiritual seat cannot enter the ancestral shrine!

"Father, the son will definitely let your spiritual position enter the ancestral shrine, and tell everyone that the son is not a waste," Yang Tian let out a long roar, and Lin Hao's face was full of perseverance!

The sun is setting, and the remnant sun is like blood.

Sunset City.

Lin Hao, who had been cultivating for a whole day, returned to Sunset City again.

Since he had condensed his spiritual power and become a real martial artist, Lin Hao was in an extremely good mood, and even hummed a small song.

"Yo, isn't this the waste of the Lin family? I really can't figure it out, you still have a face to live after three years of not condensing spiritual power. ”

At the same time as the mocking voice sounded, several people came up to him, and the young man who walked in front of him had a proud face and a face full of contempt.

His brow furrowed.

Lin Hao looked at the few people in front of him coldly, and said coldly: "Get out!"

Wang Shi, the son of an elder of the Wang family, had just gathered his spiritual power and became a martial artist not long ago, and he liked to bully him at ordinary times.

The Lin family and the Wang family are both small families in Sunset City, but the real overlords of Sunset City are the Li family and the Duanmu family.

A hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and Wang Shi said coldly: "Waste, what did you just say?"

"I'll tell you to get out of here!"

"Hahaha, hahahaha, look, the waste is angry!"

Laughing in front of Lin Hao, the corners of Wang Shi's mouth were raised high, and he said contemptuously: "A waste who can't even condense his spiritual power dares to provoke Young Master Ben." ”

Not long ago, he had just condensed his spiritual power to become a martial artist, and Wang Shi couldn't wait to teach Lin Hao a good lesson, but before teaching a lesson, he always found a reason.

Ignore the other person's increasingly gloomy face.

Wang Shi continued to mock: "I heard yesterday that your dead father can't even enter the ancestral hall of the Lin family, it's really him~ Mom, Lao Tzu is a waste, and his son is also a waste, hahahaha, hahahahaha......." ”

"Angry?"

"You want to hit me?"

Wang Shi grabbed the other party's hand, put it on his face, and said with a sneer: "Waste, Young Master Ben will give you a chance now, hit me!"

Lin Hao's fists were tightly clenched.

The other party not only humiliated himself, but also dared to humiliate his father.

Be at the end of one's forbearance!

Rumble.

With a soft sound, Lin Hao's fist slammed into Wang Shi's face, directly smashing him into the air.

"You dare to hit me!"

Plopped, Wang Shi's body slammed on the ground, the left side of his face collapsed directly, his mouth was full of blood, and he roared inarticulately, he never did, the other party dared to really hit himself.

The cold eyes revealed a trace of killing intent, and Lin Hao walked towards Wang Shi step by step.

"What are you going to do? I am a member of the Wang family, if you dare to touch me, my father will not let you go, ah~!"

At this moment, Lin Hao, like an angry tiger, pounced fiercely.

Left punch, right kick, left and right bows, the whole scene was extremely bloody, only Lin Hao's constantly waving fists, the people watching around, and Wang Shi's several dog legs, all of them were stupid, standing in place in a daze, looking at the scene in front of them in horror.

Looking at Wang Shi, whose flesh and blood were blurred, Lin Hao walked away indifferently.

The Lin family, one of the dozens of small families in Sunset City.

Just stepped into the door of the Lin family.

"I just got the news that Brother Lin Yan has been accepted as a closed disciple by the elders of the Aoba Sect, and in three months, Brother Lin Yan will leave the family and go to the Aoba Sect. ”

"Brother Lin Yan is really powerful, now he is a sixth-level martial artist, and if he enters the Qingye Sect to cultivate, I am afraid that it will not take a few years to advance to the martial artist realm. ”

Lin Hao's eyes revealed two fine lights, with a hint of chill.

The Aoba Sect, the most powerful sect within a radius of a hundred miles, the disciples of the Sunset City, including the Li family and the Duanmu family, all want to become disciples of the Aoba Sect.

It's just that the Aoba Sect is very strict in accepting disciples, not to mention that it is also a personal disciple of the elder of the Aoba Sect.

"Three months!"

With his fists clenched tightly, Lin Yan was already a sixth-level martial artist, and he was only a first-level martial artist, could he really defeat Lin Yan within three months?

Listening to the discussions and exclamations coming from everywhere, Lin Hao did not choose to give up in his heart.

He has already obtained the Ten Thousand Ancient Dragon God Decision, and in three months, he may have a chance to challenge Lin Yan.

"Lin Yan?"

Not far away.

The arrogant and indifferent young man was supported by everyone in the center, chattering and patting his ass.

As if sensing something, Lin Yan's cold eyes looked at it, and he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of contempt, and he mocked: "Waste, if you want your father's spiritual position to enter the ancestral hall, you have to defeat me, do you think you can?"

"We'll see. ”

As soon as Lin Hao's words came out, everyone was in an uproar, a waste who couldn't even condense spiritual power, really wanted to challenge Lin Yan.

"Hahaha, okay, the waste has a bit of backbone, I'll give you a chance, three months later, the family Dabi, I will wait for you to challenge me. ”

Lin Hao turned around and walked towards the Martial Arts Pavilion, he only had three months left, no matter how much he paid, he had to defeat Lin Yan in the family competition and let his father's spiritual position enter the ancestral hall.

Martial arts are very important for martial artists, and the level of martial arts is divided into four levels: primary, intermediate, advanced, and peak from low to high.

Most of the martial arts in the Lin Family's Martial Arts Pavilion are primary martial arts, and only the head of the family cultivates an intermediate martial art.

Entering the Martial Arts Pavilion, rows of bookshelves were neatly placed, not to mention that there were hundreds of martial arts, all of which were all primary martial arts.

"Qingfeng Sword Technique, Cold Cloud Thirty-one Blades, Tiger Fist, Pai Yun Palm, Mantis Legs, Violent Fist, Fire Palm....... ”

Lin Hao flipped through the books, boxing techniques, sword techniques, palm techniques, etc., all kinds of dazzling, dazzling.

After choosing, Lin Hao finally chose the three martial arts of Flame Palm, Flowing Cloud Sword Technique, and Floating Shadow Step.

With the three martial arts, Lin Hao went to the registration office.

"Huh, Flame Palm, Flowing Cloud Sword Technique, Floating Shadow Step, can you cultivate martial arts without condensing spiritual power?" There was a hint of contempt in the old man's mocking voice.

"You're just a dog raised by the Lin family, just do your job well, it's best not to worry about the master's affairs. ”

Picking up the three martial arts on the table, and ignoring the old man's gloomy face, Lin Hao turned around and left.

"Hmph, waste, even my father's spiritual position can't enter the ancestral shrine, I don't know what you are cow about," the old man spat fiercely, his face full of contempt and contempt.

The dilapidated single courtyard is located in the northwest corner of the Lin family, in a remote location, and few people come in normal times.