One hundred and seventy second chapter hard break two
Chapter 172: Fighting Two
These two Jinyiwei were not ordinary characters. Seeing Lin Luo's appearance of indifferentness, anger suddenly surged in their hearts. When did they be looked down upon so much? Bangbang and the two suddenly pulled out two long blue swords from their waists and pointed at Lin Luo in one go. It seemed that they were about to fight Lin Luo.
"Why don't you let me go? I can't cry until I see the coffin." Lin Luo looked unhappy, frowned, waved his hands, and was about to take action in a blink of an eye. He had no idea about women. Although these people were from the Lin family, he also knew what these people thought. Although their duty was to defend the Lin family, they had never been ruthless when they bullied themselves before.
The true energy flowed in Lin Luo's body, like a cheetah before preying, as if looking for opportunities. Although the two guards also noticed that Lin Luo had a different temperament, they still regarded Lin Luo as the "Lin waste" in the past, so even though they felt it was a little weird, they were still careless.
"Don't be unreasonable, you two will retreat for the time being and let him in." At this critical moment, Lin Jingyun's extremely dull voice suddenly came from the room.
Lin Luo looked proud, snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, ignored the two of them, and jumped into Lin Jingyun's study from the two Jinyiweisers. At this moment, the eyes of the two of them looking at Lin Luo became different, and they should be said to have become frightened. A month ago, they were still a waste of force, but now they have grown to compete with their Jinyiwei.
"What's the matter with you coming to me?" Lin Jingyun looked up, glanced at Lin Luo, her pupils couldn't help but tighten, her brows frowned, and she fell into deep thought. "I want to duel with Han Lu in the duel arena." Lin Luo looked directly at the head of the Lin family. The duel is a restricted area of the Lin family, specially used to resolve the unresolved conflicts between the Lin family. Once she goes to the duel, one side will fall down.
"Oh" Lin Jingyun raised his eyebrows, and a hint of incredible blink on his face disappeared, "Are you sure?" "No" Lin Luo said again, "Three days later, I will wait for Han Lu in the duel arena." After saying that, Lin Luo turned around and left. Seeing Lin Luo disappear outside the door, a hint of frigidness rose in Lin Jingyun's heart, and he could not calm down for a long time.
"I heard it right. Is Lin Luo crazy? He actually wants to fight with Butler Han."
"Are Lin Luo tired of living? Do you think his life is too long?" During the three days, the servants gathered together to discuss Lin Luo's challenge to Han Lu. Many of them scoffed at Lin Luo. What can a waste be able to challenge a famous master with ten stages of force?
"It's that waste again." Lin Feng shrank in his room, his eyes were covered with ferocious blood and his lips were chewed. Since Lin Luo made a big splash in the last time the three families gathered, he has begun to be afraid that Lin Luo would take revenge on him.
In the duel arena of the Lin family, Lin Luo stood in the center of the stage with bare hands, his eyes swept coldly across the crowd below, staring at Lin Feng who looked at him with a fierce look on his face, and a chuckled roar appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Scum, you will die today." Lin Feng's eyes were red. He knew that as long as Lin Luo survived today, his good days would come to an end. Soon, Han Lu, wearing a purple robe, also came to the duel arena. At the Lin family, he invited others to the duel arena. If he didn't respond, he would be despised by the entire family.
"Three Young Master." Han Lu's eyes were full of coldness and sternness. "Are you scared?" Lin Luo's face became cold since Han Lu stepped onto the duel arena. He could not forget that Han Lu's insult to himself and the harm he had to Uncle Han could finally end today.
"I'm thinking about what made the third young master lose confidence in life." Han Lu grabbed his forehead, "Let me guess, is the third young master's brain broken? Oh, no. Could it be that he kowtowed in front of me and let you live in the world without any face." "That's not necessary, I, Han Lu, have been famous for a long time, and it is your honor to kneel down to me." Han Lu narrowed his eyes.
"Is that?" Lin Luo looked at Han Lu coldly, "Butler Han might as well let me guess, you are afraid of your words when you hit me." "You overestimate yourself." Han Lu sneered, "Just just want to kill me."
"I want to kill you every day." Lin Luo roared and rushed to Han Lu, with a light blue fist rushing straight to Han Lu's face. The body of the "reckless man" Han Lu shook, and three afterimages appeared, showing the eagle's wings spreading, his five fingers bent into eagle claws, and a sunflower palm was pulled into Lin Luo's heart. Lin Luo's eyes swept over the three Han Lu who were inseparable from the real or fake. The light blue force surged at the fingertips, ejecting three force like golden daggers.
The afterimages on both sides were passed by force, but only a afterimage in the middle blocked the force and let out a muffled groan. The afterimage disappeared, and Han Lu's right arm was cut by force, and was shocked, and she took back her previous attitude of underestimating the enemy and was rigorous.
"What" In the audience, Lin Feng pinched his fists in front of his chest and said to himself: "That waste actually reached the seventh stage of force." Luo jumped up in the air and hit Han Lu's chest with his elbow. "I only have a lot of force, but can only use low-level martial arts, which is ridiculous." After fighting for more than ten rounds, Han Lu understood that Lin Luo's attack method was single, and the only few martial arts were also low-level. When he looked at Lin Luo, he immediately became contemptuous.
"I, Lin Luo, can be a powerful existence that can achieve martial arts. My martial arts are not as good as the martial arts realm, and you can do it at a glance." Lin Luo's fists and feet are getting smoother and smoother. He poked out with one claw. It turned out that Han Lu's specialty martial arts, Sunflower Palm.
"I actually learned my martial arts secretly." Han Lu mistook Lin Luo's claws that could slash rocks, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Lin Luo's moves were a bit similar to his own.
Han Lu practiced Sunflower Palm for no less than decades. Now, Lin Luo used his ten years of hard practice skills just by just seeing it, which made him tremble in his heart.
"Eagle Strikes the Sky" Lin Luo raised his arm, and each finger was equivalent to an eagle soaring in the sky. He grabbed Han Lu's knees and returned the martial arts he had just learned one by one to Han Lu.
Han Lu was forced to retreat step by step by step by step by Lin Luo's momentum like gold and stone, as if he was a hare on the grassland, being chased by ten eagles hovering in the sky.
"Zhong" Lin Luo shouted loudly, and his force quickly hit his fingertips, half an inch emerging, tearing open five long mouths on Han Lu's thighs, and the flesh and blood rolled up, and the white bones were visible
"Scum, you have angered me." Han Lu almost jumped up and down like an angry monkey, her face turned red.
A piece of light white force suddenly erupted from Han Lu's feet, rushing straight to the top of his head, forming a whirlpool that wrapped Han Lu's whole body.
"Do you know the difference between the 9th dan and the 8th dan?" Han Lu laughed in anger, "When I see the force that emerges from my body, there is no such thing as them to disperse all the force you have emerged from outside, and instantly reduce your strength to the 5th dan." "Those who try to provoke my majesty will die as a result." Han Lu runs towards Lin Luo by the vortex of force, with a grim smile on his lips.
Lin Luo frowned. The Ninth Martial Arts Department is indeed a huge difference between the Eight Martial Arts Department and the Insurmountable Heaven, just like the Fifth Martial Arts Department and the mortals.
"Death" Han Lu laughed, wrapped in a whirlpool of force. "There is no waste, the sky will defeat you." Lin Feng's eyes shone in the audience. "Lin Luo" Lin Mo was in the crowd, and his heart tightened, regretting that he promised Lin Luo and Han Lu to fight for life and death.
In Lin Luo's eyes, the world seemed to be still at this moment, with only the light blue droplets rotating endlessly in his body. Suddenly, Lin Luo closed his eyes and smiled with his little mouth: "So that's it." His eyes suddenly opened, and it was the fist wrapped in force.
"Go" Lin Luo's fingertips passed through his fists and pointed them on Han Lu's eyebrows.
Bang Han Lu's whole body dissipated like water mist, and he was stunned on the spot, looking at Lin Luo in horror. "I've taken down your head on your neck." Lin Luo smiled, put his right hand on Han Lu's neck and twisted it. Suddenly, a huge head rolled to the ground
The audience was shocked and surprised. Everyone in the audience held their breath and looked at Lin Luo. Lin Luo grinned at his father Lin Mo, and a row of small white teeth shone in the sun.
"Okay, okay, okay" Lin Mo sighed several times, and tears flowed out of his eyes with excitement.
Lin Luo's face immediately became cold. He looked at Han Lu, and tore off a piece of rag on his body, wrapped his bloody head, lifted up his head and stared at Lin Feng below the stage.
Lin Feng was shocked and was at a loss. He quickly squeezed out of the crowd and ran away. Lin Luo returned home with his father, threw Han Lu's dog head into the pit, breathed a sigh of relief, and sat on the bed to think. Recalling the sudden enlightenment when he fought with Han Lu, he pointed at Han Lu's eyebrows and dispelled all his force. In an instant, he was like a useless person, and he was frightened.
On the Tianwu Continent, all the force is light white, and the color will be slightly changed only when using a certain special martial arts. However, my own force has always been light blue. There are huge differences in the eighth and nineth dans of the force. Other people's force is attached to the surface of their bodies, while their own force is hidden under the skin. "No matter what, I, Lin Luo, will definitely be able to control you."
Lin Luo listened to the roaring force in his body, looked out the window and looked at the white clouds in the sky. In the future, he would definitely be above the clouds. He looked down at the world. "Three Young Masters, the patriarch is invited" a man in black stood respectfully outside the door, showing his humility, and even fear between his eyebrows.
As early as when Lin Luo twisted Han Lu's head, it spread throughout the Lin family. Everyone knew that Lin Luo was a cruel person and would be a must-reporter. Those who offended him before kept their doors closed, for fear that this evil god would come to cause trouble.
"Lead the way forward." Lin Luo glanced at the servant in black and sneered. The servant shivered all over and nodded quickly: "It's the third young master."
Lin Luo walked in the Lin Mansion, and the people along the way seemed to encounter a plague god, and they could not avoid it.
After a moment, Lin Luo walked to Qingyun Hall, felt suspicious, frowned, and even asked the person behind him, "Why come to Qingyun Hall?" Qingyun Hall is a place where major figures in the clan discuss major events. The guards are so strict that even a mosquito can't fly in.
"I don't know, this is what the patriarch means." The servant trembled and glanced at Lin Luo's sideways, afraid that Lin Luoyi would be unhappy that he had suffered.
"Okay, you go down." Lin Luo spoke, and the servant was as if he had been pardoned and fled quickly. This made Lin Luo have a smile on his face. Touching his nose, was he really the kind of person who was unforgivable? He shook his head and smiled, and stepped into Qingyun Hall.
In the hall, in addition to Lin Jingyun sitting upright in the main seat, there were four people, among which Lin Minghao, also Lin Luo's uncle. Seeing Lin Luo step in, the faces of several people changed.
"Greetings to all elders." Lin Luo said with neither humility nor arrogantly.
"Sitting in" Lin Jingyun smiled on his face, "Very good. Next time, my Lin family will take the number of disciples from Kongtong Sect safely."
"I wonder what the patriarch is looking for Lin Luo?" Lin Luo's eyes swept around, and when he saw that the other four people had unhappiness on their faces, he couldn't help but frown.
"Luo'er, don't see you outside. Everyone here is your elders." Lin Jingyun smiled, "Don't have a stern face, let the foreigners laugh at me. Another genius in my Lin family has appeared. Isn't that a happy event?"
"Luo'er, the family will depend on your generation in the future." Lin Jingyun took the initiative, and an old man smiled, but his smile was a bit stiff.
"Thank you for the second elder's promotion." Lin Luo pondered for a moment before saying.
The atmosphere in the hall was a little depressed, and everyone was silent for a moment. Several old men sent a message in their hearts: "Brother, I just said that Lin Luo is a traitor. When I saw you, I did not change the title of elders, so I could not keep it."
"That's right, the third brother is right, this guy can't stay." Lin Luo saw the few people lower their eyebrows and their lips moved slightly, guessing that they must be discussing themselves, but it was definitely not a good thing. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Class leader, elders, elders, if it's okay, I, Lin Luo, will leave first."
"Slow down." Lin Jingyun glared at the people below and said, "Luo'er, grandpa has arranged an errand for you, and you will take office tomorrow."
"Lin Luo listened with scruples." Lin Luo sat back on his seat, staring at Lin Jingyun's face.
"From tomorrow, food belongs to you." Lin Jingyun laughed.
"Brother, no," the white-robed elder frowned, stared at Lin Luo coldly, and said, "Lin Luo doesn't have this ability yet."
"I'll take this job." Lin Luo stood up and sneered at the elder.
The white-robed elder pinched the armrest of the seat and said angrily: "Lin Luo, don't think that you can defeat Han Lu, who has ten stages of force, will be invincible in the world. In the martial arts realm, you are all ants."
"Thank you for your advice from the third elders." Lin Luo's face was cold, he said goodbye to the patriarch and walked out of Qingyun Hall.
"It's really a waste of my power." The white-robed elder grabbed the air in front of him, pinched it into an ice flower, fell to the ground, splashed a pool of mist, and snatched away.
The next day, just as the genius was dawn, Lin Luo took the clan leader handwritten letters sent by his servant last night to work in Shiweitian. Shiweitian is one of the three major restaurants in Tianyun City. He has always only received the dignitaries and nobles in Tianyun City, and is one of the luxurious places in Tianyun City. Lin Luo walked alone on the streets of the eastern suburbs of Tianyun City. Since he defeated Han Lu, no one dared to come up to bully things, which made Lin Luo's life much calmer. It took him half an hour to walk to Shiweitian.
Food is worthy of being one of the three major restaurants. It is located in the center of the eastern suburbs. It is made of gold and jade in the fourth section of the attic. It is full of exquisite purple wood sections. The watermelons on the four corners are like dragons raising their heads. Before entering the restaurant, the rich aroma of wine spreads hundreds of meters away.
"Stop" The two fierce men in front of the restaurant saw Lin Luo wearing mahjong, and immediately put Lin Luo into a beggar and stopped him outside the door. "I am Lin Luo, and I asked you shopkeeper to come out and talk to me." Lin Luo patted the dust on his body and looked into the restaurant.
"That waste Lin Luo?" The two big men were immediately happy and almost burst into tears.
"It's funny?" Lin Luo was puzzled. Could it be that the two guards in front of the door had not received the news?
"Look at your clothes, I want to see the noble shopkeeper, go back to your mother's arms to drink milk, that's cheap." One of the bald men pointed at Lin Luo, holding his stomach and laughed. Lin Luo frowned, and his face gradually became cold. Uncle Han and Lin Mo were his weaknesses, while his mother was Lin Luo's sore spot. He had not tasted maternal love for more than ten years. How many people know about this feeling.
"Oh, you're really angry." It's actually boring that the bald man stayed outside the door all day long. After all, who would dare to be in trouble with the Lin family in Tianyun City?
Lin Luo sneered at the two big men with fifth-level force, kicked the bald man in the lower abdomen and said, "Today I will teach you a lesson, watchdog, don't bark at the master."
"You" the bald man had a painful face, his lower abdomen seemed to be hit by ten cows, and he vomited all the meal he had eaten last night, and he collapsed on the ground and struggled.
"Come here, someone is causing trouble." Another big man hurried beside the door, looking at Lin Luo with a little panic.
"Three Young Master, calm down." Lin Luo looked in the direction where the sound came. A fat young man ran over quickly. At first glance, he looked like a round ball of meat.
"Three Young Master, I am Zhao Xuchai, the shopkeeper of the Food and Heaven Section, please come in." The thin man Zhao Xuchai stared at the big man's face with two small eyes clamped against the bridge of his nose. "Two idiots, even my young master dares to offend him. Don't you want to live?"
"Brother Zhao, brother is wrong." The big man laughed repeatedly. "Who is your brother?" Zhao Xiaochao's eyes bulged and his fat body swayed. "Do you quickly deal with the King Kong."
"It's Han Weinuo, who looks obedient and dare not look at Lin Luo at all.
"Three Young Master, someone on the second floor just now made trouble, delaying the time to greet you. I'm sorry." Zhao Xucha took out his handkerchief and kept wiping it around his neck. It can be seen that the trotting along the way just now made him sweat a lot. It can be seen how bad his body is.
"Someone is causing trouble for food?" Lin Luo's eyes swept to the stairs on the second floor.
"That's not that the young master of the Ye family is really worry-free." Zhao Xuchao knew that Lin Luo was powerful and complained repeatedly.
"I'm going to eat on the third floor." On the second floor, Lin Luo's familiar voice sounded.
"Go and have a look." Lin Luo patted Zhao Xucha's fat shoulder and walked first.
Just in the private room where food is the sky, Ye Jingwen was stopped by two men in black at the corner of the stairs, with a look of reluctance and a fierce look on the man in black.
As the saying goes, when enemies meet, they are very jealous. In the competition between the four major families that day, Lin Luo defeated Ye Jingwen, which can be said to have become a stepping stone for Lin Luo to become successful. This time, when he meets again, how can Ye Jingwen be calm?