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Zhao Junwu's eyes were closed and tears of pain and regret were shed.

If time could go back, he would never be humble again.

Those who were afraid of Lin Chong's methods were not only Zhao Junwu, but also the people around him watching the battle.

They were speechless and didn't say a word. The chill rushed straight from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, feeling the chills on their backs and goose bumps on their arms.

They have never seen ruthless people, but no ruthless person can be like Lin Chong, and dealing with a master of the peak of dark energy is like cleaning up a chicken!

Lin Chong held Zhao Junwu's body with one hand, smelled a scent of urine at the end of his nose, and frowned in disgust, not giving Zhao Junwu a chance to beg for mercy, and threw it casually!

"call!"

Zhao Junwu's body was like a cannonball, drawing a straight line in the air, flying seven or eight meters away, and hitting the outer wall of the Tianji Martial Arts Hall.

"Bang!"

The white wall exploded with blood.

Zhao Junwu was hit and his head was bleeding, and his body slid down against the wall like a broken sack. Before he could even hum, his eyes turned pale and he fainted.

Seeing this scene, a depressed exclaim rang out from the crowd.

"Demon King Zhao... is dead?"

"What a cruel method, what a powerful martial art!"

"Oh my God, what should I do now?"

"No matter how unbearable the character of the Demon King Zhao is, he is also the son of the Lord Zhao. He has always been trained as the future heir of the Jinglei Martial Arts Hall, but now he is beaten like this..."

"Shh! Silence, this matter has nothing to do with us. Don't talk nonsense, your heart will get angry!"

"Who is this young…master from?"

Grandmaster is the respectful title of the martial arts world for the powerful people.

Although Lin Chong did not reveal his true strength, none of the people present was a fool, and he had already inferred from clues where Lin Chong was currently at.

After all, the only one who can defeat the peak warrior of the Dark Spirit is so easy to defeat.

A warrior in his twenties is extremely rare even if he looks at the entire martial arts world of the Yanhuang Republic. He is generally the core true teachings of those hidden sects and will not easily appear in front of others.

"Could it be... this young man is the core true teaching of a hidden sect?" Fu Yunfeng's eyes flashed and he whispered to the middle-aged man standing beside him.

The middle-aged man looked at Lin Chong's back and couldn't hide the shock on his face.

He believed that he was not weak and often was proud of it. However, Lin Chong's appearance was like a wake-up call, waking him up from his beautiful dream.

There are people above people, and there is heaven beyond heaven.

This is the only thought in the middle-aged man at this moment.

"Even the core true teachings of the hidden sect are probably not that powerful."

The middle-aged man was silent for a few seconds before he slowly said: "I have seen many geniuses who became famous in young age, but none of them can compare with this young master."

"This is the case, and this exchange meeting is destined to be uneasy." Fu Yunfeng touched his chin, "Forget it, we are just here to serve as foils, so let the owners have a headache."

On the other side.

Lin Chongman clapped his hands casually and returned to Chen Qing: "Let's go, let's go in."

"Um."

Chen Qing looked at Lin Chong with admiration and responded obediently, like a wife.

One by one, one by one, one behind, and the two walked towards the gate of the Tianji Martial Arts Hall.

No one dared to jump out, and no one dared to stand up for Zhao Junwu. Even the three students from Xu Bao, Zhang Long and Zhao Wei were silent, and they lowered their heads desperately, shook their shoulders, and were afraid.

Lin Chong noticed it.

The two strong men guarding the entrance of the Tianji Martial Arts Hall looked at each other in a dilemma. I wonder if I should stop Lin Chong or let him pass.

At this moment, Cui Peng, who had just disappeared not long ago, quickly walked out of the Tianji Martial Arts Hall.

Behind Cui Peng, there was also a young man wearing a gray training suit.

This young man is about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, tall and well-proportioned, with short and shortness of about a tiny inch long. His thick black sword eyebrows are straight into his temples. His bright tiger eyes are full of lightning, his handsome appearance and outstanding temperament are better than that of his

The popularity of those TV series is no less than that.

What is even more rare is that when this young man walks, he is like a dragon walking on a tiger, calm and elegant, revealing a calmness from the heart, and his body is surging with blood, like the Yangtze River rolling endlessly, and he is much stronger than Zhao Junwu.

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Cui Peng saw Zhao Junwu, who was unaware of his life and death more than ten meters away, and his face changed drastically.

He didn't expect that after just a few minutes of leaving, Lin Chong and Zhao Junwu decided to win and lose. Depending on the situation, Zhao Junwu seemed to lose a lot.

"Your Excellency, have you killed Senior Brother Zhao?" Cui Peng took a deep breath, tried hard to keep himself calm, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice at Lin Chong.

"Don't worry, he is not dead yet." Lin Chong wrote lightly, "But you can never think of fighting with someone again."

Cui Peng felt relieved when he heard Lin Chong's words.

As long as no one dies, it would be fine. Otherwise, as the organizer of the exchange meeting, Tianji Martial Arts Hall would not be able to escape.

The young man following Cui Peng stepped forward and took the initiative to bow to Lin Chong: "Hello, Master Lin, I am Du Qun, the senior brother of Tianji Martial Arts School."

From beginning to end, this young man named Du Qun did not look at Zhao Junwu.

Lin Chong raised his eyebrows: "Do you know me?"

"Master Lin's name has long been spread throughout the Yanhuang martial arts world."

Du Qun smiled slightly, revealing two rows of neat white teeth: "I have admired Master Lin for a long time. When I see him today, I am indeed well-known and I am very happy."

His tone was calm and gentle, which made people feel good.

"So can I go in?" Lin Chong asked lightly.

"Of course, Master Lin is the distinguished guest of the owner, so I will take you in in person." Du Qun moved aside and reached out to induce him, "Master Lin, please, the owner has been waiting for you inside for a long time."

Lin Chong did not make conspiracy with Du Qun and took Chen Qing directly to the Tianji Martial Arts Hall.

Du Qun was a few steps behind, his lips moved slightly, and a mosquito-like sound came into Cui Peng's ears: "I inform Lord Zhao that something happened to his son."

Cui Peng understood it and nodded slightly.

As Lin Chong and Chen Qing entered the Chen martial arts hall, the crowds surrounding the martial arts hall watched the show gradually dispersed, and soon only the helpless Zhang Long and the other two were left, as well as Zhao Junwu who were lying in the corner of the wall.

Zhang Long's waist was poked by Chen Qing with a palm knife, but it was still heartbroken at this time, with a pale face without blood. He covered his waist with one hand and put the other hand on Xu Bao's shoulder, with the help of the latter's support.

, barely stand firm.

Zhao Wei's condition was not much better than Zhang Long. Several broken sternums were caused, and the pain came into his mind one after another, making him feel upset.
Chapter completed!