"Is that so?" Dao Ling's brow furrowed, but he quickly returned to normal. "I said how could the Lord suddenly find me and give me such a strong power for nothing. ”

His eyebrows were much more relaxed.

Everything Lin Sheng has done all this time has been too generous, and the method of breaking through the limit at this level is the same as giving it away for nothing, without any restrictions.

This made him actually worry about it all the time.

Now that Lin Sheng said the key, Dao Ling relaxed.

"Once every six months, it's nothing, is the price just the strength fades? That's even more fine. I have to say that the master is really a generous person. If I get such a secret technique..."

He didn't say any more, just laughed twice.

"What's next for the guild master?"

Lin Sheng walked two meters across from him and stopped against the wall.

"Martial arts are weakened, and now that there is a glimmer of hope, I hope that more martial artists will know about this method. ”

"It's easy to do. The old man has several close friends, so I will call them to inform them. Although they are better than the old man, they are also stuck in the limit because of their age. ”

Dao Ling sighed.

"I didn't believe it at the beginning, if it wasn't for the master's decisive display of strength, I am afraid that I would have missed the opportunity now, and I would still lie in the old house and wait for death. ”

"How are you feeling now?How has your strength changed?" Lin Sheng wanted to care about strength the most.

Dao Ling was originally a second-level extreme martial artist, and now after breaking through, it was an ironclad third-level transcendent.

Although it is different from a pervert like him who has absorbed a large number of memories of fighting souls, he is definitely a super strong existence among ordinary people.

"I feel that now, not only is my body back to its peak, but there is also a wonderful warmth in my lower abdomen, which is getting stronger. Dao Ling replied.

"Plus this layer of protection that covers your body. I'm now past my prime. It's hard to say how much more. ”

"Try your hand?" Lin Sheng suggested.

"Good. Dao Ling rolled over and stood up.

The two stood opposite each other. There is no intention of changing places.

"Be careful..."

Dao Ling's hands were separated, one high and one low, and he made a claw shape.

Phew.

He moved very fast, his right paw was like a goshawk hunting rabbit, and he pointed straight at Lin Sheng's right shoulder.

The strange thing is that this claw obviously walks in a straight line, but visually it gives people a flickering left and right, fluctuating taste.

Lin Sheng is naturally not afraid at all, this is about actual combat experience, even if he does not count the soul memories he absorbs, he alone is a murderer who has experienced dozens of life and death battles.

Where will be bluffed by this little trick.

Since you can't tell the difference between fiction and reality, then you should fight it seriously.

His right arm was raised, and his palm was like a sword to meet it, and he collided with the Dao Spirit claw left and right at an extremely fast speed in mid-air.

Syllable!

Several successive impacts turned into a single sound.

Dao Ling's left hand also grabbed like lightning, blocking Lin Sheng's sword palm.

The two of them were extremely fast, and they fought dozens of times in the quiet room. A large number of claw shadows and palm winds are intertwined.

After a muffled sound, Dao Ling took a step back and lost a move.

The clothes on his right shoulder were cut off with a tiny white mark.

"Awesome! worthy of the master!" he laughed, not discouraged. After all, Lin Sheng had shown a strength far beyond him before.

But Lin Sheng was a little surprised.

Although he didn't use the secret technique of holy blood burning, he didn't use the holy power to mobilize assistance. But with his current level A strength, he is at least strong in the third level.

He didn't release the water just now, he really did it with all his might, that is, the power did not explode completely.

In this way, Dao Ling actually only lost one move.

Lin Sheng groaned, and initially assessed the strength level, at this time, Dao Ling was already able to confront two second-level elite warriors head-on. Put it in Celine, that is the strong man who takes one as ten.

Ten here, naturally, are not ordinary people, but professionally trained non-armed soldiers.

"Now, if you break through the limit, not only will you recover to the peak, but your physical function will also improve, and your speed, strength, and physique will increase. It's a real step into the extraordinary. He confessed.

"Extraordinary?" Dao Ling's eyes lit up, knowing that he had finally come into contact with a level that he was not qualified to step into before.

"yes.... The transcendent that belongs to our warriors. Lin Sheng probably explained to Dao Ling what transcendent meant.

The current Dao Ling is already second only to him, the top master in the Iron Fist Club. And there's room to grow after that. It has to be treated well.

Dao Ling was even more stunned when he heard that after entering the transcendental, there was a specific division level.

Lin Sheng threw out the hierarchy system of Black Feather City.

And told him very frankly that he only broke through like this, which was only equivalent to a third-level warrior.

"Then what is the highest level of this system?" Dao Ling couldn't help but ask.

"It's too early for you to ask this. Practice well, and when you should understand it in the future, you will naturally know it. Lin Sheng didn't say what level his strength was.

After solving some of Dao Ling's questions, he drew a gray seal again and gave it to people to meditate.

Anyway, if you can't find anyone, it's okay for Dao Ling to use it yourself, although the gray seal map can be seen once every six months, but if you can increase the frequency, the growth of holy power will also be significantly accelerated.

After leaving the meditation area, Lin Sheng returned to the lobby and happened to hear Saru talking to an unknown outsider.

The outfit worn by the outsider was the uniform of the Iron Fist Club he was in before.

Since Lin Sheng founded the Iron Fist Club, he has never been to the club. After all, after the last time, it would be embarrassing for both parties to go again.

It's been more than two weeks since the two sides were separated. What are the people at the club doing on the door?

Lin Sheng was puzzled and slowly approached the past.

Salu was reminded by the students beside him, turned his head and saw Lin Sheng coming over, and hurried closer.

"You're just in time, there's something going on at the club!"

His expression was a little hesitant, as if he didn't know what to do.

"What's the matter?"

Saru glanced at the outsider.

The man from the club was a thin young girl, who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old. It also looks very popular, and has no sense of existence.

At this time, the girl was also sweating on her forehead, and her face was a little anxious.

"Master Lin, there's an accident over there! Now the members are scattered a lot! If you don't help again, there's going to be..."

"You speak slowly, don't rush. Lin Sheng interrupted her and said calmly.

The girl stabilized her emotions before she told her the truth.

It turned out that on the club's side, after Lin Sheng left, the internal members felt that their strength was awesome, and they were faintly arrogant.

Some members who were originally peaceful on weekdays also overestimated the ability of themselves and others because everyone worked together to solve one or two things.

Then something happened.

During the previous night patrol, the club clashed with people, opposite a medium-sized gang in the Blackwater District, with a bit of background, but not thick, mainly because of the ruthlessness of the following hands.

The conflict is not big, and the two sides have suffered damage to each other.

The two of them in the club were slightly injured, and then Xia Yin and the others regarded themselves as forces that could be equal to each other. I thought that people would be afraid of them, so I gave up.

As a result, a few days ago, the gang took revenge. Beat five people in the club into two serious injuries and three minor injuries.

Russell went berserk on the spot, gathered all the members of the group to mobilize connections, and put pressure on the gang.

As a result, the next day, the retaliation came even more severely.