This sword was so fast that it could not be described in words, and without any warning in advance, it deeply understood the essence of the eight characters of military tactics of "unexpected attacks and unpredictable attacks".

Jiang Lan knew that there was a huge gap in strength between him and Lin Chong, so he used all his strength as soon as he took action, and his internal strength was injected into the long sword, causing the sword body to burst out with dazzling and dazzling light.

If it were someone else, he would definitely be panicked when facing Jiang Lan's sudden attack, but Lin Chong just raised his right hand lightly and aimed at the stabbed sword and grabbed it casually.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound.

Between the light of lightning, the sword with the power of breaking gold and cutting jade was caught by Lin Chong. The sword edge collided with the palm of his palm, splashing dazzling Mars.

After grabbing the long sword, Lin Chong pulled it casually again.

Jiang Lan suddenly felt a terrifying force coming from the opposite side, and her pupils couldn't help but shrink to the size of a needle point, and subconsciously let go of her right hand holding the sword.

You can't let go.

Because she couldn't bear the power at all, if she didn't let go, even if Lin Chong showed mercy, she would be injured.

With just one move, Jiang Lan's weapon that was so beautiful that Lin retaken was taken away by Lin.

Lin Chong held the long sword in his hand, weighed it gently, and threw it back to Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan stood there, her cherry lips pursed tightly, reached out to catch the long sword, and her phoenix eyes stared at Lin Chong without a moment, with her eyes extremely complicated.

Even though she is close to the peak of Huajin, she is still no match for Lin Chong.

The difference between each other's realm and strength is too big.

Feng Nan didn't expect the battle to end so quickly. He was stunned for a few seconds before he came to his senses. He looked at Lin Chong, then Jiang Lan, coughed lightly and said, "Do you still want to continue?"

"No more fight."

Jiang Lan flipped her wrist and inserted the sword into the sheath casually. She said to Lin Chong calmly: "You are much better than me now. When I enter the Danjin spirit, we will compete with each other."

Lin Chong smiled slightly: "Teach it as you like."

Night falls, time flies, and before you know it, another day has passed.

Shortly after Jiang Lan and Feng Nan left, Chen Qing, covered in bruises, was sent back to the Nanjiao Manor by Yukino and Su Yue.

Although he was seriously injured, Chen Qing was in good spirits. He felt like he had been reborn, emitting vigorous vitality from the inside out.

Lin Chong asked Yukino to help Chen Qing take a shower and change clothes, and then personally applied medicine for her injuries.

During the treatment process, Chen Qing always clenched his silver teeth and said nothing.

Lin Chong sat cross-legged behind Chen Qing, pressing Chen Qing's smooth and fair jade back with one hand, and his internal strength was slowly injected into her, combing her disordered qi and blood, and asked in a low voice: "How do you feel?"

Chen Qing's pretty face was flushed, as if he was drunk, half because of shyness and half because of conflict between qi and blood.

“It’s a lot of benefit.”

Her starry eyes seemed to be open and closed, as if she could fall asleep at any time, forcing her to answer Lin Chong's question: "Master, it turns out that there are so many powerful people in the world."

Lin Chong's palm slowly moved down and said calmly: "So you lost?"

"No, I won."

Chen Qing grinned, revealing her white and neat teeth, her smile was bright and bright, she turned her head to look at Lin Chong, and said in a proud tone: "Master, I won three consecutive games and successfully advanced."

"Still work hard and don't be complacent."

Lin Zhong was quite relieved, but he did not show his face: "Can you still persist tomorrow?"

"no problem."

Chen Qing bent his arms, clenched his five fingers, waved his back to Lin Chong, accidentally causing injuries, and immediately grinned in pain: "I'm very well. As long as I rest for one night, I will definitely be able to resurrect all my blood tomorrow."

"I don't want you to force yourself."

Lin Chong pressed Chen Qing's back and forth with his palms back, his tone calm and calm: "Life seems long, but in fact it is short. You should do what you really want to do and walk the path you really want to go."

"Master, why are you so angry about your words?"

Chen Qing curled his lips and muttered, "Don't pretend to be mature in front of me just because I am your apprentice, okay? You are not many years older than me."

When Lin Chong heard this, his eyelids couldn't help but jump, and decided to be too lazy to play the piano at Niu anymore. Anyway, this stupid apprentice couldn't understand.

"By the way, Master, can you accompany me tomorrow?"

Chen Qing suddenly twisted his waist and faced Lin Chong sideways, his eyes full of anticipation.

"It depends on the situation."

Lin Chong didn't want to disappoint Chen Qing: "If there was nothing else, I would accompany you."

"I knew the master was the best." Chen Qing was overjoyed, even forgot about the pain in his body. He rushed into Lin Chong's arms, opened his arms and hugged his neck, and said with a smile like a flower.

"What kind of convention is it."

Lin Chong pushed Chen Qing away with a stern face, showed his majesty as a master, and taught him a lesson: "I am healing you. If you don't want to get out of bed tomorrow, go back to your original position and sit down."

"knew."

Chen Qing didn't dare to make trouble anymore, he lowered his eyebrows and turned around and sat cross-legged again.

The next morning, the Beijing National Museum.

The Martial Arts Conference entered the most intense elimination stage, and the contestants fought fiercely on the ring, but compared with the past, people always felt that something was missing.

In the third arena area, Ouyang Chun, who came to watch the game with his apprentice, met an old acquaintance.

"Master Ouyang, we're meeting again." A tall and red-faced old man bowed opposite Ouyang Chun.

Even though Ouyang Chun was calm and cunning, he could not show his emotions when he saw the old man and the two next to him, he could not help but be stunned.

"Master Huang, Brother Di, Master Yan, why are you here?" Ouyang Chun said in confusion.

Those who greeted Ouyang Chun were Huang Zhen, the leader of the Southwest Martial Arts League, Di Yuncheng, the leader of the Xihai Sect, and Yan Dongyue, the leader of the Chicheng Sect.

"The Yanhuang Martial Arts Association is held every four years, and you have to bring your apprentices to see the world."

The one who answered Ouyang Chun's question was Di Yuncheng. He was wearing a light blue training suit, with the Xihai School embroidered with the logo on his left chest, his eyes were calm and deep, and he said straight to the point: "Brother Ouyang, did you hear that you met Your Excellency Lin Chong?"

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"Yes."

Ouyang Chun didn't understand what Di Yuncheng intended, but nodded.

Di Yuncheng asked, "Can you introduce it for us?"

Ouyang Chun frowned and did not immediately agree to Di Yuncheng's request. His eyes were looking back and forth between Di Yuncheng, Huang Zhen and Yan Dongyue: "Brother Di, please forgive me for asking more questions. You pay homage to Mr. Lin Chong.

What do you want to do?”

"It seems that Brother Ouyang knows nothing about what has happened in the martial arts world recently."

Di Yuncheng looked around and saw his lips slightly, and a thin sound like a mosquito was heard into Ouyang Chun's ears: "Your Excellency Du Huaizhen is about to abdicate, and the position of leader of the Wu League is vacant, and Your Excellency Lin Chong is one of the candidates."

"His Excellency Lin Chong is a candidate for the leader of the Martial Alliance?"
Chapter completed!