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234 Entering the Water Spirit Pavilion

"Shake hands?" Murong Yu smiled and laughed unscrupulously, "Your thin body still wants to compete with me with your grip strength? I will just shake it and let you leave in shame!"

Murong Yu's voice was very arrogant, and everyone heard it!

I saw his hand holding Lin Chen's hand, then he slammed his butt with pride as if he was about to exert force...

"Kake!" Murong Yu's muscles were swelling, looking like a bear, and the tendons on his hands were prominent, and it seemed that he had tried hard!

But!

Lin Chen's movement just now was just stretching out his left hand and let Murong Yu pinch it!

"Uh..." Murong Yu stammered and sweated on his forehead, but there was no scene of him pinching Lin Chen to beg for mercy.

"Bang bang bang!" The three meridian doors opened, and Murong Yu had already tried his best to take care of himself!

With the force, everyone had already tiptoed, and their movements looked extremely funny, like a clown... But now no one smiled at Murong Yu, but looked at Lin Chen who had always been smiling.

Because he didn't use any force!

"Do I need some force?"

Lin Chen's voice was not loud, but Murong Shun and everyone around him swallowed. The second senior brother has always been very arrogant, especially in terms of strength! But today I am afraid I kicked the stone!

"No, no, no! What force should I use to shake hands?" Before Lin Chen could use force, Murong Yu directly shrank his hand. He was smart. He found that he could not compare with Lin Chen with brute force. The other party didn't even open the pulse door, so he let him go

He was a little overwhelmed!

Those hands were like diamonds!

Lin Chen kept smiling. He didn't need to say that this kind of person with a rapidly changing face was already filled with many disciples around him covering his mouth and laughing.

The second senior brother is so embarrassing!

Murong Yu knew he was embarrassed, but he wouldn't stop like this. This is the territory of Shuiling Pavilion. "What's the use of a little brute force? Do you know! Now who doesn't know how to use clever force, it's a big deal! Humph! Just you? Don't

Peek at our Qihequan! This is the secret boxing technique that is not outlined!"

Qihequan, the basic hidden martial arts in boxing, belong to the basic category, popular boxing, and major cities in Yuanzhou also have Qihequan boxing books for sale.

He never fears his tongue when he talks big. What Yao hates the most is her second brother. Lin Chen was invited by her, and this is also the way to treat guests in Shuiling Pavilion? He just wanted to teach his second brother a lesson!

Lin Chen was driven to look at the fifty-five disciples who were practicing Qihequan on the right, and he stretched out his right hand!

"Peng!"

The only thing above the body is the right arm's pulse door!

"Change and release freely?"

In the attic of the sect pavilion, there were already elders who looked down upon it. Lin Chen could do this, at least because of the strength of the Mai Sect, and all the elders immediately put away their contempt. In the Shuiling Pavilion, there were several first-level old men of the Mai Emperor.

No one can be able to control and release it easily!

This is only done in advance by those who have a very high understanding of pulse and energy.

Stand up straight, stretch out your right palm, and let your palm face you first. Under the force of your arm, the lines of tendons and veins appear on your palms, and hit them in the air with one palm!

"call!"

The powerful wind was strong and the breath was like a wave, and it rushed away in a fan shape, and the fifty-five people had not yet reacted.

"ah……"

All fifty-five people were hit by the palm wind in the air, and flew out for about ten meters to land on the ground. Fortunately, Lin Chen only used the power of one sect. If four sects were in total, all of these people would suffer internal injuries!

"The secret of boxing! Qi and Palm!"

The disciples of the sect below cannot recognize such high-end boxing skills. Yao's father said it out loud. In this vast sect of mystery boxing, only a few young people can learn about young people, and they are all famous young people.

Moreover, they can use dark power in the air, using only the wave of breath to make the disciples at the peak of the 55 pulse masters fly out ten meters away.

"Who is this young man?"

Murong Qingsong touched his beard. He had never heard of this person, and his daughter was basically in the Lake of Rootless Water, so she couldn't meet any talent.

Lin Chen shrugged at Yao, "It seems that your Shuiling Pavilion does not seem to welcome me!"

It was intentional, Yao could tell at a glance that Lin Chen was deliberately making a fuss, but she still supported Lin Chen. Who told me that my second brother was so arrogant just now? Now when I saw Lin Chen hitting 55 people with a palm wind, my face was

It's green, I won't speak anymore!

Lin Chen has only taken two steps away!

Murong Qingsong couldn't hold on anymore, and this young man must stay!

"My friend Lin Chen, please stay!"

Murong Qingsong jumped down. As the leader of a sect, she naturally dressed more gorgeously. Her long dark blue hair was drooping white on her temples. There was also a little middle-aged man calm between her eyebrows, with the domineering aura that the sect leader should have. Her forehead

Three wrinkles can also prove that he is a little older.

The blue and blue men's clothes covered the collarbone, but Yao said that his father probably took over the sect for more than a hundred years, but now he is at least over a hundred years old.

As a cultivator, when he reached the Mai Emperor at the age of time and practiced the art of calming the face, he could almost always maintain this appearance.

Of course, as long as Yao's mother has the strength to buy maid emperor, she will not have any pressure to give birth to a child at the age of 100!

The destiny of the Mai Emperor is over 500 years old. Giving a child at a age of 100 is no different from that at the age of 20!

As an elder, Murong Qingsong still clasped his fists to Lin Chen. Naturally, Lin Chen would not be slow to be polite and returned with respect, "What's the matter with senior?"

Smart people actually know that Lin Chen did it on purpose. Now that Shuiling Pavilion has a request to him, the airs must be put on, so they will not be looked down upon again!

"I am Murong Qingsong, the owner of Shuiling Pavilion..."

...

The Pavilion Master took the initiative to invite Lin Chen, and he was so arrogant. In addition, he scolded Murong Yu angrily, so the reason was naturally that he was not well-received!

Lin Chen naturally stayed.

Yao went to help Lin Chen find the poison pill. The scale and number of elders of the Shuiling Pavilion are indeed comparable to that of the top ten sects, so there are naturally poison pills. However, over the past twenty years, the number of disciples has begun to decrease and the increase is slow.

First, Shuiling Pavilion was squeezed out of the top ten, with a smaller reputation and a lower talent in the disciples!

The second is the treasure of the Shuiling Pavilion, and the spiritual spring seems to be starting to dry up!

Living in Shuiling Pavilion for two days, taking four poison pills, Lin Chen went to the toilet ten times, and his face turned pale a lot. Fortunately, he was extraordinary in physique...

As one of the three representatives representing Shuiling Pavilion, Yao's mother, the deputy head of Shuiling Pavilion, gave Lin Chen a small test.

Seeing Lin Chen's performance, she and her husband Murong Qingsong like Lin Chen very much.

At least he is the Mai Sect's strength, politeness, good image, and very modest and politeness, which makes Yao's mother like it tightly.

Something never happened, Yao was shouted alone by his mother and said to the room.

"Mother, what's the matter with me? Is Lin Chen's business? He must be much stronger than the second senior brother!" Yao thought his mother was still worried about the competition.

I saw my mother smiling and whispering, "Yao'er, what's your relationship with Lin Chen?"

"Well...friend!" Yao could only say that, not necessarily the enemy?

"Friend? How long have you known each other? What kind of aristocratic family is Lin Chen? Are they from that empire or dynasty? Do you have wives and concubines at home?"

Four questions directly confused Yao. My mother was not concerned about martial arts competitions. She was clearly investigating her future son-in-law, right?


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