Following.

Lu Lin flew to Zhonghai on a plane with several other martial arts students.

China Shipping was an international metropolis 300 years ago.

After the revival of the aura, this place was very seriously damaged, and was even destroyed by the sea monster for a time.

It wasn't until a hundred years ago that Zhonghai was rebuilt, and a large number of high-level martial artists served as guards here.

With the passage of time, China Shipping has once again demonstrated the bearing of an international metropolis.

As soon as he got off the plane, Lu Lin felt that there was no gap between this place and some developed cities he had been to in his previous life, and even better.

Skyscrapers rise one after another, and most of the pedestrians on the street are martial artists, and there are many martial artists, and occasionally you can see the martial king in a hurry flying in the air.

Even some teenagers who obviously looked young with green faces revealed qi and blood fluctuations that had reached the level of junior martial artists.

"Lu Lin, after we go to the hotel, I'll take you to my house to sit down."

"It's rare to come to Zhonghai, I invite you to eat the famous Xingxiangji, their fried food, as long as you eat it once, you will never forget it."

Sitting in the car, Wen Ziyou said excitedly, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva while talking.

Wen Ziyu glanced at him and didn't say anything, but then there was a hint of yearning in her eyes.

Lu Lin nodded.

The car slowly came to the hotel where they were staying, and after Lu Lin and the others put down their luggage, they followed Wen Ziyou to eat.

Wen Ziyou's family has a big business, so it is naturally impossible to invite Lu Lin alone.

If Liu Yan and the others hadn't gone, he would have taken the teachers to Xingxiangji to taste snacks together.

Sure enough, it is a famous signboard, although it is the first time for Lu Lin to eat raw fried, but the taste and heat make him very satisfied.

"Alright, let's go, let's go back to ...... later"

"Yohe, isn't this our Wen Dashao, when did you come back to Zhonghai, so let my brother pick you up."

Just then, a flirtatious voice sounded.

Wen Ziyou don't look back, just know who the person who came.

Sun Tzu Jing.

"Grandson, don't interject when grandpa speaks, don't you almost don't understand the rules."

Wen Ziyou turned around and said disdainfully.

He followed Sun Zijing, who was an enemy from childhood to adulthood.

When they were children, they didn't think of each other, and they fought from time to time, so they were not taught by their respective families.

Some time ago, after graduating from high school, Wen Ziyou came to Jiangzuo under his father's arrangement, but Sun Zijing entered Zhonghai's genius training camp with the same cultivation.

Wang Yue, who was sitting next to Wen Ziyou, happened to hear Sun Zijing's voice when he was eating raw frying, and when he looked back, he accidentally choked and kept coughing.

"Hmph, a countryman is a countryman, Wen Ziyou, don't say that this is the person you know in Jiangzuo."

"I don't know where to produce pheasant costumes one by one, and I can choke on eating a fried bun, I'm afraid it's not a starving ghost reincarnated."

"Shut up!"

Wen Ziyou shouted loudly.

These classmates were all brought out by him, how could he let Sun Zijing say casually.

"You're the reincarnation of a starving ghost."

Gu Xiao, who was sitting next to him, retorted.

He is the eldest young master of a top-level family in Jiangzuo, how can he allow an outsider to say this about himself.

"Just talk about you, what can you do."

"Somebody is coming to hit me."

Sun Tzu said respectfully.

Gu Xiao is at the age of blood and strength, how can he endure such ridicule.

When you stand up, you immediately punch it.

But as soon as he got close to Sun Zijing, his figure quickly flew back upside down.

His back landed on a wooden table, crushing it with a bang.

The seasonings, fried buns, and dishes on the table all fell on him.

"You!"

Wen Ziyou took a step forward to help Gu Xiao take revenge.

Lu Lin pulled him.

"Lu Lin, what are you doing?"

"When I went out just now, Mr. Liu explained, don't make trouble."

"Lu Lin, I didn't cause trouble, he took the initiative to beat Gu Xiao."

The reason why Lu Lin stopped him was because he could see that at the moment when he kicked Gu Xiao just now, the power of qi and blood showed that this Sun Zijing had reached the high level of martial arts.

These people from Jiang Zuo's genius training camp, apart from him, it is estimated that only Wen Ziyu can have two tricks with his grandson.

He was afraid that Wen Ziyou would go up, and instead of avenging Gu Xiao, he would embarrass himself.

"Wen Ziyou, don't go, he's already a high-level martial artist."

At this time, the silent Wen Ziyu spoke up.

"High-level martial artist?"

Wen Ziyou glanced at Sun Zijing in disbelief, just in time to meet his triumphant gaze.

"What's the matter, isn't it normal for a senior martial artist."

"No, no, isn't it a genius like Wen Ziyou, aren't you even a high-level martial artist?"

"Hey—"

Sun Zijing shook his head and said helplessly: "So you tell me, what did you do in Jiangzuo at the beginning, just a rural place, that is, your Wen Ziyou has a bad mind, and you don't wait for a good Zhonghai, where to go." ”

"That's right!"

Sun Zijing showed a look of sudden realization, "Wen Ziyou, you people, shouldn't you have come from Jiangzuo to participate in the Twelve Cities Talent Selection Competition?" ”

"Wow, judging by your expression, I guessed right."

Sun Zijing exclaimed exaggeratedly.

His gaze looked over Wen Ziyou, Wen Ziyu, Lu Lin, Gu Xiao, Zhang Yanan, Wang Yue and others in turn.

Then he laughed: "You cow, Wen Ziyou, I don't know what you brought such a group of people here for." ”

"In this genius selection competition, more than forty high-level martial artists from our Zhonghai Genius Training Camp finally selected ten people after some competition."

"I knew that you Jiang Zuo were so easy that even beginner martial artists could enter the list, so we just didn't want to fight."

"Tut, yes, yes, over the years, it seems that I have lost my eyes and found the wrong opponent."

"Wen Ziyou, you really disappointed me."

After Sun Zijing finished speaking, he shook his head and left alone.

Lu Lin watched the whole play and didn't make a shot at all.

Wen Ziyou slammed his fist on the table.

He turned his head to look at Lu Lin, "Lu Lin, why didn't you teach that kid a lesson just now." ”

"Because there's no point in making a move now." Lu Lin said flatly.

"What does it mean to call, if you just hit him, the classmates won't be so low."

Wen Ziyou pointed to the other classmates who came with him.

Gu Xiao was helped up by Wang Yue and Zhang Yanan, and his face was extremely ugly.

He also complained a little about Lu Lin in his heart.

Everyone is from Jiangzuo City, why can't he help out.

"The game will start tomorrow, everything is based on strength, this kind of competition between children is completely unnecessary."

"But don't worry, if you can meet this Sun Zijing tomorrow, I will definitely tell him a truth."

"People in small cities don't eat their rice."