But Liu Bude is not that ordinary person. He was calm and misstepped, stepped on the seven stars in the field, and walked into the direction of the Bagua. His body was ghostly and he faintly contained the smell of the Nine Palaces. He turned around and avoided Lin Luo's sweeping legs, with his eyes extremely contempt and said coldly, "Hmph, boy, do you only have this ability? I thought you were born and changed."
Lin Luo was angry and had a long-lost anger in his eyes. He asked himself that he was not a person who was prone to irritability, but in the face of Liu Bude's provocation, the hostility in Lin Luo's heart suddenly burst out. It's unbearable. Besides, Liu Bude is the guest elder of the Ye family. If he doesn't give him a warning, then Lin Luo won't talk about success in the future.
Taking advantage of Liu Bude's dazedness, Lin Luo easily leaped and rushed to the front of the pillar. With the hardness of the cylinder in the field, his feet stepped on it, the true energy in his body flowed, and his fists were hanging in the air, and it seemed that he was going to use a fierce killing move. The situation in the field changed again and again, and no one would have thought that Lin Luo had such strength.
The off-field suddenly became boiling, and the discussions continued, "Hey, Lao Qi, why did this kid suddenly become so powerful? He wasn't..."
Before this person finished speaking, he was interrupted by a sharp voice, "What do you know, I think Mr. Lin Luo is a wise man, and he used to deliberately hide his strength."
As soon as the man finished speaking, another voice was heard, "Wang Wu, your guess is not aimless. Lin Luo will definitely not be a thing in the pool in the future, but it is a tragic situation for the Lin family. There is such a freak, and I don't know what kind of disaster will happen in the future."
The scene was in an uproar. The eternal crane in the family had always been a waste in the mouths of others. At this time, it was like a god from heaven standing on the platform. The wind was loud and everyone stared at Lin Luo's hands attentively.
Lin Luo's fists were like fish jumping on the dragon gate, and found a gap from the strange body movement. Liu Bude jumped up immediately. The place on his left leg was slashed by Lin Luo. The blood vessels cracked, and a large stream of blood gushed out. He suddenly felt soft under his feet and fell to the ground. He covered his chest and coughed. The blood kept flowing out. He looked at Lin Luo with a look of horror. He didn't understand why Lin Luo's force was so surging. Just now, the force flowing in his meridians disappeared in an instant, causing him to be seriously injured.
Ye Xingkong on the platform suddenly stood up, looking disbelief, and snorted coldly: "Damn it." "Brothers of Xingkong, you have to take good care of your health. It's not good to be angry." Lin Jingyun blew up, and Lin Luo suddenly enjoyed his eyes.
"This kid makes him look good." Lin Feng's face was gloomy and terrifying. Now with the patriarch's guarantee, he didn't dare to do anything extraordinary to Uncle Han, and blue veins on his forehead suddenly popped up.
"If we continue, I don't believe you can take my move." Lin Luo's eyes were hooked, and he stared at Liu Bude coldly, with a hint of mockery flashing through his eyes.
"Hmph" Liu Buye cursed, stood up, his eyes closed. Suddenly, the surging of the spiritual energy around Liu Buye accelerated, and it was visible to the naked eye that a trace of light red force was connected in series on his body, and a coat completely woven by force was suddenly formed.
"Hey, what's this?" Lin Jingyun narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Xingkong with a little bad look. "You actually taught the cold sword of the yellow-level martial arts to the younger generations for a victory in a martial arts competition. Is it really worth giving up the growth of the younger generations in the clan?"
The reason why martial arts is called martial arts is that only martial arts can be used. If a person learns martial arts in the martial arts realm, although the degree of compatibility with the spiritual energy in the air has increased greatly, it also extends the compatibility with the force, and even loses the opportunity to become a martial arts master. Lin Jingyun is deeply disgusted with Ye Xingkong's way of helping grow. The strength of a family depends on the accumulation of countless outstanding descendants. The foundation stone has been destroyed. How can the tall buildings be restored?
Ma Mingliang, who was beside him, had a disdain in his eyes, flashed away, kept silent, and sat upright watching the show.
The surging military coat of "Cold and Beautiful Sword" was wrapped tightly with Liu Bude. He ran forward two steps, and his whole body was like a rocket, jumping into the air and rushing towards Lin Luo, and the air emitted a burnt smell.
"Look at whether you will die now." Liu Bude's small eyes looked very ferocious in the blurred force.
What is this? Lin Luo has never seen such a powerful martial art. Of course, he never expected that the legendary martial arts in front of him. After all, he has a very low status in the Lin family and it is difficult to get to the high secrets of the Lin family.
Liu Buye was too fast to pass through, and Lin Luo had no choice but to shrink his whole body and gather a lot of force on his arms and guard his face. The force in the dantian felt the powerful momentum from outside, and it seemed that his majesty was provoked and angry. The drop of light blue liquid immediately turned, getting faster and faster. Lin Luo felt a pain in his abdomen. If anyone could see the situation in Lin Luo's body, he would be surprised to find that the force was actually brilliant at this time, illuminating the nearby muscles, bones, and flesh.
With this blow, the air was disturbed, forming a vacuum within one meter of the two of them. The stone slab under their feet was pressed down for more than an inch.
The two flew backwards, and as soon as they landed, Lin Luo immediately turned over and jumped up, his sleeves cracked into pieces, and large pieces of skin on his arms were charred and blue smoke came out. Just now, the force in his body was like a black hole. When Liu Bude physically touched Lin Luo's arm, he was immediately absorbed by 80% of it, but the remaining 20% of the force still burned Lin Luo's arms, reaching the bones in his arms. Liu Bude on the other side was obviously seriously injured. The huge impact was reversed by the force in Lin Luo's body, and immediately injured his internal organs. He spewed out a mouthful of blood foam, and was immediately listless and dying.
"Huh" Lin Luo looked at his burned large piece of skin in shock, and it was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a moment, he became as strong as jade and became stronger and tighter. "That scum is not dead." In the audience, Lin Feng gritted his teeth, and Lin Yuyin frowned. Lin Luo's performance was beyond their expectations and was even more out of their control. For them, this was not a good thing.
"Trump, how can you plant this person who is not good at death?" Liu Bude lies in the field, cursing Lin Luo constantly, "Next time, let me meet you outside, I will beat you to death."
"Is that so? You have next time?" Lin Luo showed a fierce look on his face, pulled off the rag hanging on his shoulder, walked towards Liu Bude, lifted his fist, and took advantage of Liu Bude not giving up, and punched him on the chin.
"You dare to hit me." Liu Bude's teeth were knocked off by Lin Luo. He spoke vaguely, and his whole body was so painful that he only sucked the air conditioner. "If you have the will, try to hit me again."
"I will satisfy your request." He grasped his subordinates' determination, used his fists and feet to beat Liu Buyi to the point of bleeding, but he did not fall into a coma because of this.
"Hmph" Liu Bude was stubborn and did not beg for mercy. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He grabbed Liu Bude's left knee and pinched it hard. One leg was broken and the bones became shattered. Lin Luo curled his lips: "You are arrogant and don't beg for mercy, I torture you to death." In a blink of an eye, he reached out and grabbed Liu Bude's other leg. The strength in his hand gradually increased, causing Liu Bude's thigh bone to slowly crack the gap. This process is not long or short.
Liu Bude screamed in pain, tears fell down, and he kept shouting: "Don't hit, don't hit."
"Begging for mercy is useless." Lin Luo's face suddenly became colder, and he was about to destroy Liu Bude in his heart. Suddenly, a middle-aged man in black robe jumped onto the ring. His right leg was like a poisonous snake, biting Lin Luo's waist, almost twisting Lin Luo's spine.
"Get out of here." The middle-aged man in black robe kicked Lin Luo away and hurriedly helped Liu Bude up. A light red air flow that was different from force emerged from his palms, and the spiritual energy around him actually wanted to surrender.
Pressing Liu Bude's chest, Liu Bude's listless face gradually improved. After wiping the blood on the corner of his mouth, Lin Luo turned over and sat cross-legged on the ground. The force in his body quickly flowed to the back that was kicked by the middle-aged man in black robe. A heart-wrenching pain on his vest made him bare his teeth and glanced at the middle-aged man in black robe, saying in his heart that the person coming was probably a martial artist.
"How dare I hurt my son so much?" The middle-aged man in black robe had his eyes wide open. In the palm of his right hand, a drop of red air ignited like wild grass. In an instant, his entire right hand was actually wrapped in burning orange flames.
What kind of power is this? It is completely different from the attack method of a martial expert. His right palm faces Lin Luo. The flame is like a falling dragon. The center temperature is as high as hundreds of degrees. Even steel can melt into iron and water.
The flames magnified infinitely in Lin Luo's pupils, and his whole body seemed to be pressed to the ground, unable to move even a finger. He was shocked in his heart. The person who came was so powerful that Lin Luo could not imagine
Looking around from the corner of his eyes, no one said he would help him, and a hint of bitterness appeared in his heart. Could it be that he would die today? Behind the audience, Lin Feng shouted almost excitedly that he could not solve the disaster of Lin Luo, but now there are elders of the Ye family who clapped and applauded in his heart. Lin Yuyin, who was beside him, also showed such a look of luck.
Opposite Lin Luo, Liu Bude's face was covered in blood, his two small eyes narrowed into a line, he was very proud that his father was a powerful martial artist. "Are you going to die?" Lin Luo, who was in a desperate situation, closed his eyes. He did not expect his tribe members to save him, nor did he expect the middle-aged man in front of him to stop, but he could not let go of that obsession.
A blue ice flower flew over from afar, and the flames of the bowl were immediately frozen into ice residue. They fell to the ground, splashing a piece of ice water. Lin Luo relaxed and suddenly became soft, and he was breathing heavily.
"Elder, I didn't expect you to take action." Lin Jingyun looked at the platform, very confused. The blue ice flower was the elder of Kongtong Sect who had gained a little weight on the platform, and nodded slightly to Lin Jingyun, then ignored it.
"Thank you for your help, I will report you in the future." Lin Luo bowed and saluted to Gaotai, staring at the middle-aged man in black robe, his pupils shrank into a thin needle, and he snorted coldly: "I will kill you tomorrow."
"Ignorance child, speak loudly" shouted softly, and his black eyes looked deep at Lin Luo, and then he took Liu Buren off the ring. Since the elder of Kongtong Sect took action to protect him, if Lin Luo moved again, he would not give face to Kongtong Sect. He could not afford this tiger to Kongtong Sect.
Looking at his tribe members coldly, Lin Luo felt bitter in his heart, and he withdrew from the competition venue and walked home, "Lin Luo, Uncle Han is awake." Lin Luo, who pushed the door open, lowered his head, his eyes were very dim. Lin Mo would not know what his son was thinking, and immediately whispered to tell Uncle Han about his sobering news to dilute Lin Luo's sadness.
"real?"
Lin Luo's originally depressed mood suddenly improved. Uncle Han woke up, which was a great news for Lin Luo. "Dad, I'll go and have a look."
He hurried out. Uncle Han lived next to Lin Luo's house and walked out of the room. He pushed open the unbuilt wooden door and a faint smell of musty smell filled the house. Lin Luo felt a familiar feeling. The bed column was rotten and soft, an old man sat half-sitting, and a young man beside him was pinching a wet handkerchief, his eyes were red.
"Uncle Han, Lin Luo is here to see you." Lin Luo held back his sadness, so that tears would not fall. He quickly rushed to the edge of the bed and asked with concern.
"Okay" Uncle Han's slightly cloudy eyes slowly opened. A thin boy looked extremely nervous in front of her, and a satisfied smile appeared on his dry and cracked lips.
"Brother Xiao Ming, go and rest first, I'll watch here." patted the shoulders of the young man beside him. Lin Luo's voice was very soft, for fear of disturbing Uncle Han's rest. The man beside Lin Luo was Han Xiaoming, the only son of Uncle Han. He was thin, but had strong muscles. He just passed his thirty this year and was not married yet.
"Lin Luo, then I'll ask you." Han Xiaoming was weak when he spoke. For ten days, he and Lin Mo took turns to wait for Uncle Han. He was exhausted, and even the person who was struggling could not withstand this toss.
"Uncle Han, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Lin Luo saw Uncle Han's hands wrapped like rice dumplings, and his eyes immediately turned red. This was all thanks to Han Lu. These calluses were probably useless. "Lin Luo, don't worry, Uncle Han is fine." Uncle Han wanted to reach out to touch Lin Luo's face, but he couldn't lift it for a long time, so he had to sigh and give up.
Lin Luo clenched his fists tightly, bit his teeth tightly, and swore in his heart that he must cure Uncle Han's hands and cut off Han Lu's head on the neck in the next few days, under the nourishment of Mr. Zhang's medicine, Uncle Han's body bones improved, and he can get out of bed and walk now. Since Han Xiaoming also has something to do in the clan, he left the matter of taking care of Uncle Han to Lin Luo's family.
On that day, Lin Luo and Lin Mo were accompanying Uncle Han for a walk outside the house. A man in black sent an order saying that the clan leader would see Lin Luo. Lin Luo brows tightly, not knowing what the clan leader summoned him, so he followed the man in black to the Fengyu Pavilion where the clan leader of the Lin family lived.
"Come in" Lin Jingyun's majestic voice came from the study.
The study room was filled with various antique calligraphy and paintings, and in the middle was the biggest talker of the Lin family, who was also Lin Luo's grandfather and Lin Jingyun.
"You have never been able to break through the second section of the force, but now you have the strength of the seventh section of the force. You should have an adventure." Lin Jingyun looked up at Lin Luo, and suddenly, an invisible majesty crushed over. Lin Luo's face tightened, and the force surged in his body, blocking the huge force on his legs, and whispered: "Lin Luo doesn't know."
"Oh" A glimmer of light flashed in Lin Jingyun's eyes, and Lin Luo felt that there was nothing in his eyes.
After a moment, Lin Jingyun's eyes were a little confused, and he looked down at the books in his hand, and said nothing. After the two of them had a stalemate for a long time, Lin Jingyun said: "I allow you to enter the library, but you can only enter the first section and go down." After that, he waved his hand and asked Lin Luo to leave by himself.
The library is an important place in the Lin family. It collects martial arts secrets from all over the world and the cultivation experience of the Lin family ancestors. Only the direct clan members and elites in the clan can enter. Although Lin Luo is one of the direct clan members of the Lin family, he has never set foot in more than ten years, and all the martial arts moves can only be learned secretly in the Lin family practice academy.
"What is Lin Jingyun's purpose to see me this time?" Lin Luo frowned when he left the study of the patriarch. He didn't believe that Lin Jingyun would give him benefits for no reason. Although Lin Jingyun was Lin Luo's grandfather, he had never seen him in person for seventeen years, let alone speaking in person.
Lin Jingyun is really strange. Is it just because he defeated the visiting elder of the Ye family in the family competition, and now he looks at him in such a different way?
Not long after, Lin Luo came to the Lin family's library. There were two guards outside the library, and they could hear them talking very clearly.
The guard in front said, "Lao San, what's going on? We are only in the eighth-stage martial arts level. How could the patriarch arrange for us to guard the important area of the library?" It was too late at this time, and the guard who called the third one was not in good spirits. He said lazily: "Captain's thoughts are something that we little people can guess? Hurry up and let someone break in, but it will be a loss of head."
"Someone is coming." The two pulled out the long sword from their waists and stared at Lin Luo who was walking towards them.
"Stop me, the library is in the important place, and idle people are not allowed to enter." The two of them pulled out their long swords and slowly raised them, and then put them in front of Lin Luo. "The patriarch allowed me to enter the library." Lin Luo looked at the library, where several direct tribe members were looking at the book seriously.
These two guards used to know Lin Luo, but in fact, people like Lin Luo are well-known in the family. After all, he is a family child with a name for a waste. Such a disciple will make others laugh no matter where he is.
Lin Luo has always lived in such a shadow, so when he suddenly got the mysterious power, the anger in Lin Luo's heart was finally vented. He wanted those who underestimated him in the past to get the revenge he deserved. Only in this way can he wash away the pain of the past.
The tall guard was obviously stunned when he heard Lin Luo answering this. He thought he had heard it wrong, so he subconsciously repeated it again, "What did you say? The patriarch asked you to come here. Hello, third brother, I heard it wrong?" After that, the eyes revealed a hint of doubt.