Fantasy: Rent The Immortal Dojo At The Beginning

Bai Qi was anxious, but she knew that Lin En couldn't practice at all.

Although the drunkard in front of him was drunk, his strength was at least at the beginning of Qi Refining.

Brother Lin En, there is no way he can be his opponent!

Chen Lin looked at Lin En who stood up and said coldly:

"Lin En, I really didn't expect that you would dare to stand up!"

Lin En smiled and said: "There are many things you didn't expect."

Chen Lin suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed at Lin En, and said coldly:

"Canglan Continent, since ancient times, the strong have been respected. If you don't have strong strength, what qualifications do you have to marry Miss Bai as your wife? Do you dare to make a bet with me? If you lose, you will leave Miss Bai Qi forever. Don’t let me see you again!”

Lin En said calmly: "Are you sick?"

Chen Lin's expression changed and he said, "What do you mean!"

Lin En said calmly: "Even if you want to provoke me, please come up with some suitable reasons and excuses. Which man in this world would bet on his wife? Just by saying this, either you really have Sick, or it’s just you..."

Lin En pointed to his head and said: "There is something wrong with your brain."

The people around him looked at Chen Lin strangely in their eyes. They covered their mouths and wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

When Chen Lin had been insulted like this, he instantly became angry and shouted:

"Lin En, how dare you insult me! I want to tell you that in the face of real strength, people like you are ants that I can easily crush to death!"

"watch out!"

In an instant, billowing spiritual energy erupted around his body.

Almost in an instant, the fist went towards Lin En almost in an instant.

Bai Qi's expression changed.

She didn't expect that this guy would actually use spiritual energy. He was really a despicable and shameless person.

She looked cold and was about to take action.

But at this time.

She was suddenly surprised to see Chen Lin's fist brushing Lin En's body. Because of the excessive force, the attack failed, and he suddenly fell to the ground, where he fell and gnawed in the mud.

The people around him were in an uproar.

"It actually missed!"

"How can this be!"

Lin En smiled lightly and said: "Mr. Chen? Did you drink too much fake wine? I just stand still, can't you hit me? Do you want me to give you two hundred moves first?"

Chen Lin stood up in shock and looked at his hands.

what happened?

I was clearly aiming for his face, so how could I miss it?

And he was convinced that Lin En was standing there without moving.

Accident!

Definitely an accident!

He turned his head suddenly, stared at Lin En fiercely, and said:

"It was an accident just now. This time, I want you to know how big the gap is between monks and ordinary people!"

He shouted loudly, and his whole body burst out with energy.

This time, he no longer aimed at Lin En's face, but directly attacked Lin En's neck.

In the blink of an eye, his body appeared in front of Lin En, and his hands turned into claws.

Bai Qi gritted her silver teeth and was about to take action, but before she could mobilize her spiritual energy, she was surprised again. Chen Lin's extremely fierce attack once again brushed past Lin En's neck.

Because of the excessive exertion, his body suddenly became frivolous, and he suddenly fell into the mud again.

At this time, the people around were even more shocked, and some even covered their mouths.

"What's going on? The attack failed again!"

"What's going on with Mr. Chen Lin?"

"Did you really drink too much fake wine?"

The people around were shocked and talking.

Lin En said calmly: "Mr. Chen, are you deliberately letting the enemy go? You can't hit me even if I stand still. Are you mentally ill?"

Lin En's words immediately made the people around burst into laughter.

Although many people tried their best not to laugh, they still couldn't help laughing.

Chen Lin looked at his hands in shock.

impossible!

impossible!

This time, he swore that he was extremely focused, but how could he fail again?

He suddenly turned his head to look at Lin En, not believing in evil, and said ferociously:

"This time it doesn't count! Lin En! Do you think you will have such good luck every time? Look at the palm!"

In an instant, Chen Lin did not believe in evil and rushed towards Lin En again.

This time, Lin En simply closed his eyes and yawned.

That Chen Lin used all kinds of moves, sometimes turning his palms, sometimes turning his fists, sometimes hooking his legs, sometimes flying kicks.

The moves are getting more and more powerful and faster.

The people around him went from surprised, to shocked, to completely weird.

Even Bai Qi stood aside strangely, not knowing whether to draw the sword in his hand.

For a full ten minutes.

Chen Lin used at least two hundred various killing moves.

But without exception, every attack he made failed just when he was about to hit Lin En.

But Lin En stood still and didn't move at all.

"What happened! What on earth is going on!"

Chen Lin almost cried.

Another move failed, Lin En said impatiently:

"Is it over yet? You have made more than two hundred moves, and every move puts me at risk? Do you look down on me?"

As soon as he said this, Bai Qi couldn't help it, burst out laughing, and suddenly it was like a hundred flowers blooming.

And Chen Lin was almost crying.

What exactly is going on?

If it were once or twice, it would be considered a coincidence, but over two hundred attacks, not one hit him!

"Did I really drink too much fake wine?" He looked at his hands tremblingly and said:

"This is impossible! All the wine I drink is fine old wine. How can it be fake wine?"

Lin En came to him, patted his shoulder, looked at him with kind eyes like a caring son, and said:

"If you want to drink from now on, just drink regular wine. Fake wine will harm your health. If you can't find any wine, I can give you a few bottles and drink fake wine every day..."

Lin En pointed to his head and said: "It will affect the brain."

The people around burst into laughter.

He is like an elder teaching a younger person.

After finishing speaking, he turned around and stretched out his hand to Bai Qi, saying:

"Let's go! Grandpa Bai and the others are probably tired of waiting."

Chen Lin, who was slumped on the ground, suddenly came to his senses. His face turned red with great anger, and his eyes and lips were trembling.

"Lin En!" He roared, flew up, and slapped Lin En with one palm.

"Stop!"

The next moment, Lin En suddenly turned around, his eyes bursting with coldness and murderous intent.

There was a strong wind all around.

When Chen Lin saw that look, he instantly felt a chill all over his body.

A feeling that he might be killed at any time filled his whole body.

He stopped subconsciously and looked into Lin En's eyes tremblingly.

That kind of killing intent!

He'd never felt that from anyone.

The cold that penetrates deep into the bone marrow...

Lin En approached him slowly, grabbed his shoulders, and said in his ear:

"Don't make me kill you."

In an instant, Chen Lin felt it.

From Lin En's hand, a terrifying Sword Intent slowly entered his body.

It was like an evil dragon, swimming through his meridians.

It seemed that as long as he dared to move, the Sword Intent would tear him apart in an instant.

"Do you understand?" Lin En said in a low voice.

Chen Lin nodded dully.

Lin En patted his shoulder, gave him a friendly smile, then turned his head and hugged Bai Qi.

When Lin En and Bai Qi's backs disappeared at the end of the street, Chen Lin's legs softened and he knelt on the ground.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, and his back was all wet with sweat.

"That Sword Intent..." Chen Lin trembled all over and murmured: "Isn't he an ordinary person who can't practice... Why..."

"I just felt like...I was going to die..."