Teng Changgong gritted his teeth, with a look of absolute despair in his eyes. Instead of letting go, he mustered up his inner strength and tried hard to break free from Lin Zhong's control!

As soon as he struggled, Lin Zhong's palm did not move at all.

Compared with Lin Zhong's strength, Teng Changgong's strength was really far behind.

Lin Zhong's five fingers were as if they were made of steel, tightly gripping Teng Changgong's sword-holding hand, making it impossible for him to stab him any longer.

At this time, the tip of the sword was only a few inches away from Lin Zhong's head, as if within reach. However, in Teng Changgong's eyes, this few inches of distance seemed as far away as a chasm.

Teng Changgong understood that Lin Zhong had shown mercy, otherwise, his arm would not be able to be saved and would be crushed and twisted immediately.

His eyes changed. After hesitating for a few seconds, he let go of his hand. The stainless steel sword fell to the ground with a clang. His whole body seemed to have aged by more than ten years: "I lost."

Since Teng Changgong admitted defeat, Lin Zhong didn't feel sorry for himself. He let go of his wrist and took two steps back: "I accept."

Teng Changgong took a deep look at Lin Zhong: "Mr. Lin's good work, I am convinced that I lost. From now on, the White Ape Sect and your Excellency will clear up their grudges and will never get entangled."

After finishing, he turned around and walked back to the crowd, his back a little stooped, giving off a sense of desolation of a strong man in his twilight years.

There was silence all around, and everyone was in huge shock, unable to recover for a long time.

Even Qi Baichuan was amazed by Lin Zhong's miraculous move. He clenched his hands behind his back quietly, his pupils shrank to the size of a needle, and he felt strong vigilance and awe in his heart.

"Condensing Qi into a sword, spitting out white rainbows, this young man named Lin Zhong is definitely the only powerful enemy I have ever seen in my life." His thoughts turned and his face became serious, "He has such strong strength at such a young age.

Who are your masters? Are they the old monsters living in seclusion in the martial alliance?"

"For the sake of Xue Zheng, is it worth offending such a promising star of tomorrow, and even causing endless trouble for the sect?" Qi Baichuan weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and got the answer in a short time.

the other side.

Di Yuncheng, Ouyang Chun, Tong Hanmei, Du Tianhe and others completely lost their composure and looked directly at Lin Zhong with disbelief on their faces.

"Master Lin's martial arts is actually so strong?"

Shi Zhenwei murmured to himself.

Although the others were speechless, they were by no means at peace inside.

"Master, what was that white light he spit out just now?" Raven couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked Di Yuncheng in a low voice.

"It was a breath, a breath of inner energy that was compressed to the extreme and also extremely pure."

Di Yuncheng's eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice: "To be able to do this, the toughness of Master Minglin's internal organs is far beyond our imagination."

"Can't even you, master, do it?"

Di Yuncheng glanced at Lei Wen, too lazy to answer this stupid question.

If he could do it, why should he be so surprised?

"Master Teng, how does it feel to play against him?" Shang Beichen walked up to Teng Changgong, his lips moved slightly, and a sound passed into the latter's ears, "If I play, what do you think I have the chance of winning?"

Teng Changgong's face was pale and his eyes were lifeless. He had not yet recovered from the blow of being defeated by Lin Zhong: "Ah? Lord Shang, what are you doing?"

Shang Beichen repeated the question.

"I can only tell you that you are invincible."

Teng Changgong exhaled a long breath and his body became more rickety: "Although his martial arts level is comparable to ours, his strength, speed, stamina, reaction, will and experience are all top-notch. I won't lose unfairly."

"Understood."

Shang Beichen nodded with a heavy expression.

At this moment, Lin Zhong turned his head to look at Shang Beichen. His face was neither happy nor angry, and his two black eyes were as deep as the sea: "Master Shang, please give me some advice."

The muscles at the corner of Shang Beichen's mouth twitched, and he stepped out, stood two meters away from Lin Chong, raised his hands and arched his head: "Mr. Lin, since you can defeat Master Teng, then I am not your opponent.

, you and Liang Zi of the Fuhu Sect have now come to an end, and the Fuhu Sect will never come to trouble you again in the future."

Lin Zhong was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Shang Beichen, a bachelor like himself, as the leader of a faction, would take the initiative to admit defeat.

However, by doing this, Shang Beichen saved Lin Zhong trouble.

With Zheng Xilou dead, Chen Zhengzong fleeing, Teng Changgong defeated, Shang Beichen surrendering, and Lin Zhong's only opponent now is Qi Baichuan.

Qi Baichuan also noticed this, and without waiting for Lin Zhong's words, he said calmly: "Mr. Lin, you fought fiercely with people one after another today, which must have consumed a lot of physical strength. Although I, Qi Baichuan, am not a good person, I don't want to take advantage of others' danger.

, after you have rested, we will make an appointment to fight again."

"No need to bother, let's just do it today."

Lin Zhong was eager to fight. For him, Zheng Xilou, Chen Zhengzong and others were just appetizers, while Qi Baichuan was the feast. After all, among this group of people, Qi Baichuan was the strongest.

"Mr. Lin, no matter what you do, I will not take action today."

Qi Baichuan slowly shook his head, and his tone was decisive, without any room for change: "I have a small status in the martial arts world. If I fight you today, even if I win, I will still be defeated. If word spreads, others will think that

I am someone who takes advantage of someone's misfortune, and it has damaged my reputation, so I'll end it today, and we will meet again in the future."

When he was done, he turned around and left without any hesitation.

Xue Zheng and the young man looked at each other and quickly followed.

"Mr. Lin, please forgive me if I offended you today. We are also leaving."

Teng Changgong coughed slightly, bowed his hand to Lin Zhong, and winked at Shang Beichen.

The reason why Shang Beichen took the initiative to admit defeat was actually because he wanted to see Lin Zhong and Qi Baichuan fighting each other.

However, Qi Baichuan left without fighting, which made his calculations fail. At this moment, his disappointment was beyond words, and he stood there in a daze.

But he was not an ordinary person after all. He quickly returned to normal, suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart, and saluted Lin Zhong with a fist in his hand: "Mr. Lin, farewell!"

As Qi Baichuan, Teng Changgong and others left one after another, the street where Chen's martial arts gym was located became quiet again.

Chen Qing immediately ran to Lin Zhong, supported his body, and glanced at the wounds on his chest and arms: "Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just a flesh wound." Lin Zhong said lightly.

Di Yuncheng, Ouyang Chun, Du Tianhe and others also came over. Although their expressions were different, without exception, they all showed deep respect in their eyes.

"After today, Master Lin's name will be spread all over the world." Di Yuncheng sighed.

Others nodded and agreed with Di Yuncheng's words.

"Yes, one person fighting against several Huajin Grandmasters alone, such a record is really amazing."

"Master Lin's martial arts really opened my eyes. I used to be a frog in the well."

"I have known for a long time that Master Lin is not a creature of the pond. When I saw him today, it turned out to be true!"
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