Five hundred and fiftieth chapters left the samurai sword
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The samurai sword sank into the beach behind Lin Han.
Lin Han's body also took a step back, his right hand trembling slightly, as if he was injured by the sword force from Beichen's samurai sword.
At the same time, the explosion caused the surrounding sea to splash around, and ripples appeared under my feet. This place seemed like it was raining.
Beichen looked at his hands with one sword, and then looked at the samurai sword behind Lin Han.
The samurai sword has been with him for more than ten years and has never left him. Whether it is eating, taking a shower, or sleeping... it never leaves him for a moment. However, now, the samurai sword has actually left him.
This made him feel a little panic and a little inability to adapt.
At this moment, he thought of what the old patriarch of the Beichen family said to him. When you can throw away the knife, you will realize it. He didn't understand at that time, and now he doesn't understand even more, just because of the old patriarch.
In a word, he did not intend to hold the samurai sword in his hand again.
"You are indeed very strong. Even if I enter the level of Huajin, I am not your opponent. But I will aim to pursue your footsteps from now on. This time you did not disappoint me. I hope next time,
Don't let me down, either."
Beichen looked at Lin Han with a knife and said seriously.
"Okay, I won't let you down."
Lin Han also said really.
The two of them looked at each other and felt a sense of mutual appreciation. No matter what their identity or where they came from, they all had a common belief, and there was a pursuit of martial arts.
After saying this, Lin Han turned around and left. He gained a lot tonight. In addition to improving his combat power, he became more proficient in the grasp of combat, and also got some inspiration from Beichen Yidao.
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The same is true for Beichen Yidao. He also gained great benefits and realized something.
If the two of them can settle down well, their combat effectiveness will definitely be improved.
"Win, Lin Han won, he won completely."
"Lin Han, I love you."
"Lin Han, this lady is yours tonight. Do you dare to ask for it?"
Just as Lin Han turned around and left the beach step by step, cheers sounded from all directions of Jinyue Park, especially the very bold voices of the girls, rushing like roaring waves.
In the darkness, a cold eye stared at Lin Han and whispered to himself: "It's so terrible. His growth rate has exceeded our expectations. I'm afraid even among us sects, we can compete with him in this realm.
Not many, he must be eliminated, otherwise he will definitely become our biggest concern, and people with this strength will never be allowed to appear in the secular world."
As the words fell, this cold eye disappeared.
The people from the island country also looked at Lin Han deeply, with a bitter cold look in their eyes, as if they also had the idea of getting rid of Lin Han.
"I've read this kid right, and I've actually hidden one."
Yang Zhen said with a smile.
"Oh, your Linhai Municipal Branch has produced a talent!" The middle-aged fat man said enviously and jealously.
"We can't say that our Linhai Municipal Branch has produced a talent, but our China has produced a talent. This battle is destined to be remembered by people. The people of the islands are very disappointed. After a while, we secretly escorted him away. I feel that those islands are not in trouble.
People will definitely not let Lin Han grow up like this."
Yang Zhen's face became serious.
"Okay." The middle-aged fat man agreed in one go, and the other people around him also agreed.
Unlike Lin Han's feeling of enjoying the praise and calling of thousands of people, Beichen stood on the beach with a knife, letting the sea breeze blow. Although he was defeated, he did not surrender.
He looked at Lin Han's back with a strong fighting spirit, and a wisp of blood appeared in his mouth.
"We will have another battle. This battle is just a battle on our growth path. Next, let's see who will become the first master."
Beichen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a knife, and then walked towards the direction where the islanders were.
"Young Master, how are you? You're okay! That samurai sword..."
An island man who was like an ordinary person came up and looked at Beichen with great concern and asked with a knife.
"I'm fine, I'm just a little bit injured. Let's stay there with that samurai sword! After I understand the great way, I'll come and pick it up in person."
Beichen said with a firm look on his face.
Seeing Beichen's sword, the island man in gray showed a gratified smile. Although his young master was injured and failed, his spirit seemed to have been tempered, and his combat power was even more terrifying.
Not defeated because of a failure.
"Yida Jun, what is the strength of that Chinese man?"
At this time, a young man with a thigh of braids stepped forward and asked.
"It's very scary. I don't know if he used all his strength just now. Our strength is not as good as him." Beichen's sword commented very pertinently.
He seemed to see the dissatisfaction in the young man's eyes, and said again: "If you don't believe it, you can go and compete with him."
Hearing this, the young man opened his mouth and finally said nothing.
"Master, when will we go back?"
The old man in gray looked at Beichen respectfully and asked.
"I don't want to go back. When I come to China, I must see the land of China. I want to walk around the world here, realize every inch of mountain scenery, every inch of terrain, and hone myself."
Beichen said with a knife and then left with great strides, as if from now on, he was preparing to travel around the world and hone his martial arts.
Seeing Beichen's back as he was leaving, Saburo Yagyu with a braid and Miyamoto's neatly haired Masao Miyamoto was a little shocked, as if he had made up his mind. They looked at each other and then looked at the masters behind them who protected them.
After saying something, the group left.
Only a few people noticed the departure of the islanders, and the others were all caught up in the flattery and praise of Lin Han.
Seeing Lin Han coming, some girls became even more crazy. They took off their shirts and long jackets and threw them towards Lin Han, as if they wanted to let Lin Han accept them as a souvenir.
However, Lin Han let these things fall on him, his body straight and he keeps walking forward.
Although he won the victory, he also deeply understood the horror of the young generation of the island country. Those praises did not make him proud, but were more restrained and strengthened his pursuit of martial arts.
"The fourth brother, here...we are here."
At this moment, Zhang Feng's voice came from afar.
Lin Han looked at him and saw the guy standing high, holding a flashlight in his hand and a red scarf wrapped around the flashlight, shining him, as if he was afraid that he would not find their place.