Chapter Ninety-Six: Future Grandmaster
The disciple of the Huajian faction was beaten by the Nine Charms and drove out of the ring, and on the way, he wanted to open his mouth several times to beg for mercy, but the Nine Charms were whipped so that he couldn't speak, and he saw Fei Peng and others in the audience smacking their tongues.
"This kid, it's really enough to embarrass us men, a big man was beaten by a woman and didn't want it!" Zhou Mengdie on the side shook his head slightly, there are many women-based sects in the rivers and lakes, whether it is Emei in the righteous path, the Phantom Sect in the demon path, the original evil way was later changed to the Tianshan Vulture Palace of the righteous path after the head was replaced by Xuzhu, and the Tianmei Sect of the evil way, these sects are all well-known women's factions.
In addition, there are also secluded Cihang Jingzhai and other women's sects that people have never seen. Because the strong in this world are respected, many women who don't know martial arts dare not go out at will, otherwise they will not be able to be given by those martial arts people with strong martial arts
Therefore, there is a popular saying in the rivers and lakes, the elderly, children, and women who dare to walk the rivers and lakes are the most unacceptable objects.
They either have extraordinary talent, or have strong martial arts, or have a tough backstage, but they can all be provoked.
That Fei Peng used to be the big brother of a small gang in reality, who valued love and righteousness and emphasized principles, so in his area, he was also very prosperous, and the relationship with the neighborhood gangs could also get along harmoniously.
So, after entering the game, it was very easy to rely on a group of brothers under his hands to pull up the foundation, one step ahead, step by step, plus the help of Zhou Mengdie to get the foundation of that Buzhou Mountain, and at the same time retreat in the cave, the strength broke through to the middle of the hero, and practiced with Qi Tian and the black ape, and the Zhentian swordsmanship has successfully reached the realm of unparalleled in the world.
Even, after the completion of the Zhentian swordsmanship, he seemed to have comprehended a trace of extremely powerful sword intent, not long ago, Zhou Mengdie also taught the Tai Chi Supreme Gong created by Zhang Sanfeng, so that his strength went one step further, and his confidence naturally swelled infinitely.
Zhou Mengdie didn't preach with him, because he knew that although Feipeng was a bit machismo, he was not the kind of existence that looked down on women, and for him, women should be the objects of protection under the wings of men. If a force is reduced to relying on women to survive, he is willing to disband.
Seeing that Zhou Mengdie remained silent, Fei Peng pushed him a little boringly, and then said: "Hey, brother, do you have a wife? Look at your appearance, you have to be in your twenties, let's talk about it, if you have a favorite object, if not, my brother will help you introduce it." β
A bitter smile appeared on Zhou Mengdie's face, seeing that an outer disciple of the Tibetan Sword Villa who had just come to the stage was picked off by an inner disciple of the Famous Sword Villa, and then kicked off the ring, he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "I have a favorite woman, but I don't know if she can look at me." β
Zhou Mengdie always has an inexplicable inferiority complex in front of the woman she loves. This inferiority complex in her previous life made Zhou Mengdie fall into a dilemma, confused and at a loss, she chose the most stupid and naΓ―ve guard, and firmly locked her mind in her inner world, but she didn't dare to say a word of confession to Chu Yan, so stupidly watched him intervene in the world of the two, and then with a faint smile, calmly snatched her away from him, just when he wanted to reach out and grab her, it was already too late.
Zhou Mengdie fell into the memory, but at this moment, a young man in a Confucian shirt stepped into the ring. He walked very steadily with every step, with a calm and calm smile on his face from beginning to end, his eyes were clear, and a gentleman's sword hung from his waist.
After taking the stage, he bowed to his opponent very respectfully, even if the opponent was an inner disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect who looked extremely vicious.
"In the Lower Confucian Sect, please also ask Your Excellency to give advice. β
As the only man who walked into the ring, the audience had already begun to scold angrily: "Damn, what are you pretending to be, wasting everyone's time?" "Damn, who is this kid, when this is his academy!"
Fei Peng next to Zhou Mengdie clapped his hands and praised: "This kid is good, this eye-catching means is simply amazing, in the future, the people who watched him compete in the ring, if anyone mentions today, they don't have to remember this kid." Good boy, good, promising. β
Zhou Mengdie sighed, a complicated look appeared in his eyes, and said: "On the first day of the millennium of Confucianism, he was proud of Confucianism and Taoism, and he entered Confucianism to study and cultivate qi for three years, and only then did he practice a Confucian sect to cultivate qi, and he realized the cultivation method of Haoran righteousness, and then created a Heaven and Earth Qingming Sutra by himself. It is a supreme mastery that leads directly to the realm of the supreme grandmaster. The only means to resist the enemy is a talisman and a song of righteousness, at this time, I am afraid that he will not be able to work lightly at all!"
Fei Peng on the side was stunned, and asked in a daze, "You shouldn't be telling the truth, right?" A trace of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he pointed to Lin Daoru, who was on the stage with a talisman and let the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect chop down, and said again in disbelief: "Is it really that **?"
As soon as his words fell, Zhou Mengdie on the side said with great certainty: "It is indeed so." He could become a legend. β
When he just finished saying this, he was suddenly stunned, Lin Daoru in his previous life, whether it was the internal strength of the heart method, the Haoran righteous qi song, or the supreme mastery of the gentleman's swordsmanship, had already been completed, and the breath of Haoran righteousness in his chest was really as the song said, the realm of 'Peihu Sai'. With such a powerful character, how could he be ruined by a group of Emperor Heavenly Sect minions led by so many two martial arts masters who couldn't even defeat him?
Certainly, there must have been something crucial that he had overlooked, was it poison or something else? What happened on that day in his previous life?
At this moment, the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect on the ring finally got a little tired, stopped in place and rested, but cursed in their mouths: "Boy, your turtle shell is really hard, wait for me to rest for a while, and see how grandpa cleans you up later." β
Lin Daoru still had a faint smile on his face, and he glanced at the clouds in the sky, and a ray of sunlight shone on his face through the auspicious clouds, making his already bright eyes even brighter.
The audience under the stands had already exploded and began to curse and urge in unison. After a long time, the disciples of the Demon Sect recovered again, and they were about to continue to complete the great cause of cutting the turtle shell, but they didn't want Lin Daoru to stop giving him this opportunity.
He took a deep breath and opened his mouth to spit out the word "Heaven" clearly, but the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect on the stand instantly stopped moving forward, as if they had been hit by some sledgehammer, and lost all their movements.
"Earth" Another cool voice sounded, and the figure of the disciple of the Demon Sect that day instantly flew out upside down, and finally fell under the ring, and the onlookers suddenly became silent.
I don't know how long it took, when Lin Daoru had slowly strolled down the stands and reached out to help the disciples of the Demon Sect that day, the onlookers reacted, and cursed in unison: "This girl is too shameless, shouldn't you be so pompous in acting?"
Lin Daoru's face did not change at all, and after helping the Heavenly Demon Sect disciple from the ground, he gently smiled at him and said, "Are you okay?"
The disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, who was originally angry, suddenly fell into sluggishness, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Lin Daoru's smile, but replied in a low voice: "I, I'm fine, thank you for your concern." As soon as the words fell, he pushed Lin Daoru's hand away, then turned around and squeezed into the crowd and left.
After Lin Daoru got up and tidied up his clothes, he smiled at the referee in the ring, and then turned to leave.
At this time, the referee began to pronounce the verdict: "Confucianism Lin Dao Confucianism." β
Fei Peng glanced at Lin Daoru, who was leaving, and asked Zhou Mengdie: "Why don't you say that he is not angry? If anyone dares to be angry with me like this, I will immediately cut him to death." This is enough for the masters, and they are the real heroes. β
Zhou Mengdie also smiled, and then said to Fei Peng: "That's right, your future will definitely be a hero, and he may become a saint-like figure." Everything about Lin Daoru came to his mind twenty years later.
If the most respectable person among women is the first face of the 'Compassion Doctor Immortal', then among the men, the most admirable person is Lin Daoru in front of him. He was respected as 'Confucian' by the people of the rivers and lakes, and he did good deeds all his life, helping the world and saving people, whether it was others saying that he was the Virgin Mary or saying that he was hypocritical, it was the criterion of his life that people did not know and were not ashamed.
Just like now, everyone couldn't understand his behavior, and everyone couldn't see his movement as he walked to the ring on foot. No one knows that he doesn't actually know how to do light skills, and even with a sword hanging from his waist, he doesn't know the slightest swordsmanship.
Looking at his distant back, Zhou Mengdie never greeted him after all, in his previous life, for Zhou Mengdie, Lin Daoru was also his unattainable object in general with Chu Yan, making him ashamed that he didn't even dare to be a friend.
No one would have thought that under Zhou Mengdie's confident and calm appearance, there would be such an inferior and cowardly heart.
In fact, his martial arts can be regarded as the first person among the aliens at this time, he has absolute self-confidence, even if it is the arrival of Emperor Wuji, he still can't take the throne of the first place in the world from his hands, even the future great master Lin Daoru in front of him.
But his heart told him not to go up. Maybe this is also to escape the failure of the previous life.
At this moment, a hand suddenly slapped on his shoulder, and Fei Peng looked at Zhou Mengdie with a playful and firm look and said, "Brother, is this kid as awesome as you say?" β