Waisha City, by a deserted beach.

The rocks are rocky, and there are a few fishing boats parked here and there on the beach.

The sun was shining at noon, but the chill was getting stronger.

"It's getting colder and colder...."Lin Sheng stood on a big rock, looking at the pale yellow sea in the distance.

He wore a slim-fitting white sweatshirt and carried a short sword with the length of his forearm on his back. The dagger is held in a sword case, and it looks like a literary boy practicing the violin.

Saru and another red-haired boy stood in the open space, their hair tossed by the sea breeze.

Both changed into the same black tight tank tops and camouflage trousers. Looks athletic and powerful. There is a clear fist on the back of the vest.

"Big brother, the master you want me to inquire about already has his whereabouts. But are we really going to visit?" Saru's face was calm, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

You must know that he is not a good man and a woman, and his style since his debut has been ruthless. As soon as something goes wrong ....

"You just need to tell me where you are, I'll go there alone, and you stay here alone. Lin Sheng said flatly.

"But... Isn't it too light on my side of the story...?" Saru worried.

"And boss, even if that senior is willing to join, but we are not on the right track now, will it be too burdensome?"

Lin Sheng shook his head.

"I know. You don't have to worry about this, just concentrate on absorbing members and stabilize the Iron Fist Club. ”

Saru didn't know what Lin Sheng was up to.

The person he asked him to inquire about, nicknamed Death Claw, was a famous martial arts master in the coastal area when he was young, and at his peak he opened a martial arts hall to teach apprentices.

It's a pity that he didn't find a disciple who could help him block things, and he was approached by an old opponent who abolished one of his arms with his own hands.

After that, this person collapsed, the martial arts hall was not opened, all the apprentices were dismissed, there were no children and no daughters, and they only lived on their previous savings.

"When are you going, boss?" Saru saw that Lin Sheng had made up his mind, so he had no choice but not to mention this.

"Do you have his address? Lin Sheng replied.

"It's close, it's just that I'm not familiar with that place, so I'll have to look .....for it," Saru frowned.

"Then you will lead the way. Lin Sheng stopped talking nonsense, jumped off the boulder, and walked quickly in the direction of the highway.

The other two hurried to follow.

The three of them had a rented white sedan on the side of the road, and Brother Saru had a driver's license.

The three of them got into the car and drove all the way, quickly leaving the downtown area of Waisha City.

The car headed west.

An hour later, the vehicle slowly drove into a rural town called Baisha Town.

The whole town was deserted, and the only few streets on the road were either old people or children, and there were few young people.

Saru's junior brother explained in a low voice as he drove the car.

"I used to stay here here for a while, and the young people went to work outside, leaving behind the elderly and left-behind children. The whole town adds up to a few hundred people. ”

"This kind of town... In a few years, I'm afraid it's going to disappear," Saru lamented.

Lin Sheng didn't speak, just looked out the car window at the old and low bungalow.

The car quickly made a detour and slowly drove to the front of a small farm yard outside the town.

The small courtyard was built of ash, the roof was a mixture of straw and mud, and the surface was covered with black tiles, but most of the original neat black tiles were broken by this time.

The gate of the small courtyard was ajar, and the sound of someone washing clothes could be faintly heard in the courtyard.

Lin Sheng took the lead and stepped forward and knocked lightly on the wooden door.

Knock knock.

The sound of washing clothes slowly stopped.

"Who?" A middle-aged woman with a thin figure walked to the door with a dirty apron and looked Lin Sheng and the three of them up and down.

"May I ask Mr. Dao Ling, does he live here?" Lin Sheng asked politely.

"Yes, who are you?" the woman wondered.

"We are former students of Mr. Daoling, and now we have come to visit him. Lin Sheng showed a shy smile.

"I'm the babysitter he hired, wait a minute, I'll go tell him. ”

The middle-aged woman turned and trotted into the earthen house inside.

After a while, she came out again and beckoned to Lin Sheng and the others.

"Come in. He let you in. ”

"Excuse me. Lin Sheng replied loudly, walked into the courtyard without hurry, and then crossed the threshold of the house and walked to the somewhat gloomy inner room.

The smell of decoction filled the inner room.

On the red chair in the main hall, there was a sturdy old man with gray hair.

The old man wore a gray cotton jacket and a thin red carpet on his knees.

His eyes were bright and sharp. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Lin Sheng wouldn't have believed that this was the look of an old man who was old and frail.

"I'm sorry, I'm old and I don't have a good memory. The old man said calmly and slowly.

His voice was deep and powerful, clear and steady, undevoid of age.

"Senior Daoling, my name is Lin Sheng, and I am the leader of the Huaisha Iron Fist Club, and I came here this time to invite you out of the mountain and become my Iron Fist Club fighting consultant. ”

Lin Sheng smiled and explained his intention.

"Huh?" Dao Ling's expression sank, "Iron Fist?"

Only then did he take a closer look at Lin Sheng's figure.

"I've never heard of the Iron Fist Meeting, but your body is a weapon, right?

Before he was abolished, he was famous, and there were indeed many forces that wanted him to join. But after the accident, due to the influence of his enemies, no force dares to invite him now.

Only some ordinary small forces quietly approached him, hoping that he would impart some experience and at the same time give him a little tuition fee.

This is also his only source of livelihood now.

"Dao Ling's predecessor used to be a martial artist who had reached the limit of the human body. I heard that you are struggling to push the limits, and you have not made an inch for more than ten years. ”

Lin Sheng paused, raised his hand, and motioned for Saru and his junior brother to exit the door.

Without saying a word, the two went out of the gate and closed the wooden door with their backhands.

"What do you want to say?" Dao Ling's eyes were flat, and he looked at Lin Sheng.

He has lived for decades, he has never seen anything, he has long cultivated his mind, his temperament is tranquil, and he is not easily moved by the world.

"I would say that I found a way to really push the limits!"

Lin Sheng said word by word, and his tone was solemn.

"And then?" Dao Ling didn't change, still just looking at Lin Sheng indifferently. He'd seen too many half-people who claimed to push the limits, and they couldn't convince him just by talking about it.

"I hope you will join the Iron Fist Club. Lin Sheng said calmly, "I want to set up a pure association, a pure organization, that integrates all martial artists.

Too many martial artists have fallen on fearless attempts, and this is not only a loss for Celine, but also a loss for the entire martial arts world.

Nowadays, the martial arts are weak, guns are rampant, and it is becoming more and more difficult for pure martial artists to survive. If we don't come together and find solutions, the future will ..... Martial arts may be completely annihilated in the tide of history. ”

"Sounds good, very ambitious. But the old man has long passed the stage of being fooled into drawing a big pie. Dao Ling sneered. "Moreover, just because you are a hairy boy, you want to save the entire martial arts world......? laughs..."

Before he finished speaking, the sarcasm on his face gradually changed and disappeared.

Lin Sheng in front of him, his whole person was expanding rapidly at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Purple blood vessel meridians appeared on him, and his muscles swelled and became huge. Even Lin Sheng's height was forcibly pulled up a few centimeters.

"I... The limit has long been broken. ”

Lin Sheng stretched out his hand, his broad palm with purple intent was gently clenched, and in an instant, it turned into an afterimage and hit the wall on the right side.

Rumble!

The walls were broken, pierced, and blasted through large expanses of debris.

The earthen wall, which was more than ten centimeters thick, was as vulnerable as tofu under his hands.

Dao Ling's throat purred, and he watched as Lin Sheng slowly pulled out his palm and walked in front of him.

"Do you want to gamble?"

The big hand full of purple veins slowly reached out in front of him.