In Jinyue Park, many people were impatient to wait. They waited from the time when the sun set over the sky to when the stars shone brightly, but Lin Han still didn't come.

It was as if Lin Han had forgotten about the competition.

"What's going on? It's already so late and Lin Han hasn't shown up yet?"

"Yes, the full moon is high, it's the time for the competition, but he doesn't show up. Is he afraid?"

"No, since he has agreed, he will come back. Otherwise, I am afraid that there will be headlines in tomorrow's newspapers, news and other media. Lin Han is too afraid to discuss the topic because of fear. His image is

Ruined.”

Seeing that Lin Han never showed up, the people on the island waited patiently, but some people watching around started talking.

Some people's words were full of dissatisfaction with Lin Han. They acted completely based on their own ideas and did not consider other people's feelings at all.

They regarded this competition as a spectacle, just like those insensitive people who watched the islanders massacre their Chinese compatriots in the 1930s and 1940s.

Anyone with some quality would not say that kind of thing, but would wait silently and worry about Lin Han. After all, Lin Han now represents not only himself, but also the younger generation of China.

Once he loses, the influence will naturally go without saying.

Time passed minute by minute, and Lin Han still didn't come. The night sky was already filled with stars, and a full moon exuded a cold brilliance, pouring down like mercury. This scenery was no less than Ximen Chuixue in the novel

The scene of the battle with Ye Gucheng at the top of the Forbidden City.

After all, that is something that only exists in martial arts novels, but now the wizards of the two countries have actually staged a battle of the full moon for everyone.

"Fuck, why aren't you here? Forget it if you don't want to compete, how long do you have to wait?"

A person with very average strength complained.

"Shut up. If you have the guts, why don't you go over and try to spar with Beichen? This is not a show, but an exchange of martial arts culture and a confrontation between the two countries."

As soon as the man with average strength finished speaking, a man next to him shouted. At the same time, many people around him stared at him with unkind eyes.

For a moment, the man of average strength closed his mouth, and then left here dejectedly.

"Huh, I'm just a little guy. I'm just watching this battle with the attitude of watching the fun. Why don't you go home and watch an action movie?"

The man who just pointed at the person of average strength curled his lips in disdain and said.

The people around them all agreed. They also knew the importance of this competition. The time had not passed yet, so the islanders were not in a hurry. They were in a hurry.

"Coming, coming...Lin Han is coming..."

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the distance, and almost instantly, countless eyes turned over, looking for Lin Han's figure.

In the park, on a path paved with bluestones extending from the green grass, a figure was walking slowly in the moonlight.

His steps seemed very slow, but the distance of each step was surprisingly consistent and full of rhythm.

This figure is undoubtedly Lin Han.

He finished practicing at the beach and then rushed over. The place was not very far from here. He wore a black and white gown and a pair of gray sweatpants. Although he was dressed simply, it radiated under the moonlight.

It has a strange charm.

"Is he Lin Han? The real person looks completely different from the one on TV. The real person is more handsome." A girl said, looking at Lin Han's figure with little stars flashing in her eyes.

"He is indeed handsome. I really hope he can defeat that island man."

In one place among the crowd, several girls were chattering together.

"How do you think Lin Han's current state compares with Beichen Yida?"

A master at the energy level narrowed his eyes slightly, took a deep look at Lin Han, and then turned to ask his companion.

"Same as Beichen Yida, the energy in his body is restrained and unpretentious, but it is full of terrifying power. It seems that this battle is going to be something to watch."

The companion who was a master of Huajin level commented.

"That's true, but I feel that Lin Han should be able to win. You must know that two months ago, when he participated in the National College Youth Wushu Competition, he was only at the peak of Ming Jin. Now he has reached the peak of Dark Jin, enough to compete with the rest of us.

Fighting against masters of different levels, throughout history, few people’s strength has improved so quickly.”

"Beichen Yida is different. He has already become famous at the age of sixteen. It can be seen that Lin Han's talent should be better than Beichen Yida."

In the park, at the top of a corridor not far from the beach, Yang Zhen and several strong men stood on it, looking at Lin Han who was walking towards the beach.

"This kid is more energetic and energetic, and his fighting power seems to have improved further. He is really a freak." Yang Zhen said in a voice that could only be heard by himself.

"Not bad, Lao Zhen, you are really discerning, and you actually absorbed him into your Linhai City branch. Do you want to give him to me?"

A middle-aged fat man next to Yang Zhen stared at Lin Han, his deep eyes flashing with dazzling light.

"Go away, is it easy for our Linhai City Branch to train a talent?" Yang Zhen said with a very angry look.

"Come on! Lao Zhen, don't think that I don't know. This is all cultivated by others, and it seems to have nothing to do with your training." The middle-aged fat man's words hit Yang Zhen's heart.

"Fuck, can you stop being so explicit?" Even a grandmaster-level figure like Yang Zhen uttered a curse word.

Suddenly, he sighed and said slowly: "Originally, I was planning to let him take over my position, but now it seems that our pool is still too shallow, and the director seems to want to train him."

"What? Could it be that the director wants to train him to become..." The middle-aged fat man had a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Well, actually there is nothing surprising about this. Looking at our young generation in the tenth game, how many of them have Lin Han's charm? Lin Han's strength?"

Yang Zhen asked back.

"That's true."

The middle-aged fat man thought for a moment and said, then continued to cast his gaze on Lin Han, his eyes full of expectation.

At this time, countless eyes gathered, all focusing on Lin Han.

Lin Han, who was gradually walking forward, also felt heavy pressure. Those eyes full of expectation seemed to tell him that he must defeat the islanders and the Chinese people could not lose face.

In addition, he also noticed several powerful auras around him. There is no doubt that those people are masters among masters, extremely powerful, and they also attach great importance to this battle.

It seemed that a general trend was coming from the vast land of China and blessing him. He was the hope of China and the brightest pearl.
Chapter completed!