Let's rewind the time for a few minutes, Lin Xuan walked as usual, shuttling through the corridors and main halls of Itsukushima Shrine, and finally walked to the front of the deepest main hall.

He stopped at a section of the wooden bridge, and stared ahead, only to see two people standing in front of the main hall standing on the sea not far away.

One woman and one man.

The woman looked to be about twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a delicate appearance, a tall figure, and a noble and elegant temperament, standing there like a violet swaying in the wind.

The man was a burly middle-aged man, standing quietly behind the woman, with a momentum like a mountain, his eyes as sharp as a knife, and he was not a simple person at first glance.

And the moment Lin Xuan stepped into the wooden bridge, some capable men in black suddenly appeared from behind him and blocked the wooden bridge.

He smiled indifferently, stopped and took another step, and walked towards the front of the hall without hurrying.

Mako looked at Lin Xuan in the distance, his eyes were quite surprised, although he already knew Lin Xuan's age, but now when he saw Lin Xuan's young appearance, he was still a little surprised, surprised and a little excited, excited and curious.

It was this young man who was a little excessive, and on his own, he was able to possess great strength that would make all the great powers of the world look at him.

In their circles, there is a nickname for Lin Xuan, called Lin Thirty-two.

This nickname means that Lin Xuan's personal strength is placed in more than 160 countries and regions around the world, and he can rank 32nd.

This is related to Lin Xuan's last record, in the international community, Myanmar's comprehensive strength is also ranked around 32nd.

Lin Xuan beat the Burmese country to the ground, and now he has become Lin Thirty-two.

The women of the world admire the strong.

Princess Mako is no exception, if Lin Xuan is a bad old man, then it will be a different matter, but now that Lin Xuan is in her prime, she will inevitably have some different thoughts in her heart.

When Mako looked at Lin Xuan, Jin Shanmao was also looking at Lin Xuan, but his gaze and attitude were a little condescending.

Jin Shanmao originally looked at Lin Xuan unpleasantly, like he practiced hard for decades before he reached the peak of his strength, and became the first person in the Japanese extreme vacuum karate, even if he was put in the entire East Asia, he was also a top powerhouse, and Lin Xuan was only in his twenties, and he was rated as a god realm powerhouse by the FBI, the first in the world.

How could he be comfortable in his heart.

In addition, he has been practicing in retreat in the mountains all the year round and does not ask about world affairs, so he does not know Lin Xuan's achievements along the way.

So in his heart, he subconsciously thought that Lin Xuan's strength was overly boasted.

A nineteen-year-old young man, cultivating to the dark energy is already a genius, and cultivating to the transformation of the energy is already a legendary thing, if he can cultivate to the divine realm, it is simply impossible.

And in his opinion, what Nie Renwang, Guo Zhengyang and the like, they are all old and decrepit old guys, and when it is time to die, their strength will definitely be much worse than before, Lin Xuan just has the advantage of being young.

As for one person against one country, it is even more nonsense, it is estimated that Lin Xuan relied on his skills and implemented a beheading strategy to win the Burmese army, and the rest of the matter is estimated to be just a rumor by the world, which was deliberately exaggerated.

And in a small and remote country like Myanmar, most of the troops are probably still armed with wooden sticks.

After seeing Lin Xuan with his own eyes now, Jin Shanmao was even more disdainful in his heart, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that Lin Xuan was not good, his steps were sparse and ordinary, his breath was chaotic, and he was not a master no matter how he looked at it.

A real master should be like him, who is as motionless as a mountain, as thunderous as thunder, with rules and regulations in every move, in the midst of prevention, and able to deal with attacks from all sides.

"The basic skills are too poor. ”

Jin Shanmao finally made an evaluation of Lin Xuan, the tall building rises from the ground, but if the foundation is not firm, the higher the building, the faster it will collapse.

"What kind of character am I, it turned out to be just a silver-like wax head gun, I guess I don't know where I got the adventure, it's really a lucky stinky boy. ”

Adventures not only happen in martial arts, but also in real society.

The world we live in is not simple, and some of the things left over from ancient times are even more mysterious.

In Jin Shanmao's opinion, Lin Xuan was likely to get a panacea that could quickly increase his cultivation, so he could greatly increase his skills and become a top powerhouse.

However, this kind of person has not gone through step-by-step penance, the foundation is not solid, and the strength will be discounted.

Thinking of this, he looked at Lin Xuan even more unpleasantly.

"In the daughter of Prince Fumihito, the royal family of the lower Japanese country, Prince Mako, I met Mr. Hayashi. ”

When Lin Xuan walked up, Mako bowed to Lin Xuan and applied a traditional Japanese etiquette, which would only be used in the face of important people, to express respect and attention to the other party.

Lin Xuan stopped, his gaze resting on Mako's face, his expression flat.

He had already killed two ghost cultivators in a row, and these ghost cultivators looked like they were specially arranged by someone, so someone should have come to the door.

"Could it be that these ghost cultivators were all arranged by the Japanese royal family? With the power of faith of hundreds of millions of people in Japan, raising these twelve ghost cultivators is such a big deal, I think only the Japanese royal family can do it.

What do they want to do?"

For a moment, Lin Xuan's thoughts floated in his mind, but his appearance was still indifferent.

"What's the matter?"

He faintly spat out three words.

Seeing Lin Xuan's appearance, Jin Shanmao's forehead was bruised, and anger spread all over his square face, looking like the angry King Kong in the temple, which was very terrifying.

Mako interrupted him with a wave of his hand, although Mako is only twenty-five years old today, but he has a strict royal elite education, and the city government is quite shallow, it is not as simple as it seems on the surface, otherwise Prince Fumihito would not have come to meet Lin Xuan.

Her delicate and lovely face, with a warm and elegant smile, is dressed in a well-tailored women's suit, wrapping her bumpy and delicate body, making her look more capable.

"Mr. Lin doesn't need to be so restrained, I didn't have any malice in coming this time, but I have admired Mr. for a long time, I heard that Mr. is visiting Japan, and I came to visit, disturbing Mr. Elegance, and I ask Mr. for forgiveness.

This is not the place to talk, I prepared a good tea for Mr. in the back, and we talked while drinking, please. ”

Mako was neither humble nor arrogant, generous and decent, smiled slightly, made a gesture of please, and pointed to the hall behind him.

The smile on Lin Xuan's face was a little playful, and he said, "Okay." ”

Jin Shanmao's eyes suddenly flashed with an undetectable light, and he looked quite sinister.