Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

"Yun... Yun... Brother Yun, don't... don't..."

In the team, a young man with a fat tiger inside who looked like Doraemon had a naive face and stammered: "He... is also... our... comrades... don't... don't do that. Say...you can...one...go together...you...private room..."

　　 good fellow.

　　 It was the first time Lin Beichen encountered such a stutter.

　　 This fat tiger speaks intermittently and can say a word several times.

　　 Fortunately, people exist in real life.

　　 If this kind of character appears in the novel, the sand sculpture readers will definitely scold the author for deliberately changing the method of hydrology.

Yun Wuhen glanced at Fat Tiger, smiled coldly, and said, "Foolish guy, it's obvious that they have dated a woman, ha ha, such a big person, just look down on our private room... If you sympathize with him so much, then stay here to accompany him. He's alright...other brothers, come with me and introduce a big man to you today."

　　 In fact, he has long looked down upon Panghu.

　　 This kid is stupid and stupid, and his divine power cultivation is average, he doesn't know how to survive, he can't even speak clearly, and has no value, so just take this opportunity to get rid of it.

　　 Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to take it with you.

　　 Fat Tiger stayed in a daze, followed quickly, and said: "Don't...don't...cloud...big brother, I..."

　　 "Go on."

　　 Yun Wuhen directly stretched out his hand and pushed it against Fat Tiger's chest.

　　 It seemed to be pressed against the wall of the desert city, motionless.

　　 Yun Wuhen himself almost staggered and fell.

　　 He was slightly startled, humiliated in his heart, glared at Fat Hu fiercely, turned around and led the others, and stepped into Xiaomeilou.

　　 Fat Tiger stood there, not daring to follow.

　　 "Woohoo..."

　　 After a few breaths, the tall young man rubbed his eyes on the spot and started crying aggrievedly.

　　 Lin Beichen and Qing Lei looked at each other.

　　 Both of them reacted. It turned out that this little fat man was actually a mentally impaired person.

　　 is commonly known as a fool.

　　 such a person, actually came out of the preliminary contest alive?

"why are you crying?"

　　 Lin Beichen went up and patted the fat man on the shoulder, and said, "Yun Wuhen is a bad guy. If he doesn't play with you, you should be happy."

"Woo, mother... mother said let me... play with powerful... people and listen carefully to people who are stronger than me... so that... can... be able to survive the exam... Woo..."

　　 The little fat man looked sixteen or seventeen years old, crying aggrieved and sad.

　　 stammered and couldn't explain clearly.

　　 Lin Beichen smiled and said: "Then I will play with you, I am very strong."

　　 "You...you...usually...right, I...I don't believe it...everyone...all laugh at...don't play with you, you...you must be...weaker than me...than me."

　　 The fat tiger is honest and sincere, and the logic is very simple.

　　 Lin Beichen laughed and said, "I am really strong, stronger than those guys combined, you play with me, and I protect you."

　　 "Really...really?"

　　Panghu looked at Lin Beichen up and down, and said: "I...I don't believe... I don't believe..."

　　 "Then how can you believe it?"

　　 "I... I push... I push you, you... if..."

　　 "Okay, then you push it, use more energy, I will definitely not move."

　　 The voice fell.

　　嘭.

　　 There was a muffled sound.

　　 Lin Beichen flew out like a cannonball and slammed it against the distant stone wall.

　　 Fat Tiger was startled, and quickly retracted his hand.

what happened?

　　 Fly with one push?

　　 Didn’t he say to let me use more energy?

　　 Qing Lei is more anxious than Fat Tiger.

　　 The little young woman jumped in shock, rushed over like crazy, and helped Lin Beichen slip down on the rock wall, and said: "Are you okay..."

　　 Lin Beichen looked dull and flicked the dust off his body, and said: "Good fellow, I now know why this fool can survive the preliminary round."

　　 A lot of strength.

　　 born with supernatural power!

　　 Apart from anything else, Young Master Lin's own physical strength is definitely considered the first-rate level among the preliminary contestants this time, but he was pushed away by the fat tiger casually.

　　 The strength of this little fool is almost equal to the first form of [Rock Wolf King].

　　 The noise made by the two of them immediately attracted the attention of the patrol.

　　 Making trouble at the transit station is going to be sent to prison.

　　Panghu was terrified when he saw the patrol rushing over.

　　 Lin Beichen took the initiative to explain clearly, claiming to be a joke, and paid a fine, plus the fact that Qing Lei, the new owner of Moyuanzhai, was a bit thin, and it was considered to have left the patrol.

　　 "Come again."

　　 Lin Beichen secretly used his divine power, and said: "I didn't pay attention just now..."

　　 He deliberately subdued this silly fat tiger.

　　 Strong strength, simple mind.

　　 This kind of person, it is best to cheat.

　　 is also very easy to use.

　　 "No...no...no more."

　　Panghu honestly said: "I...I am willing to...play with you...and you, because...you...have money."

　　The rich are big bosses.

　　 The logic of the fool Fat Tiger is so simple.

　　 Lin Beichen: "..." 　　 Knowing that it is so easy, why bother to take that palm.

　　 After such a delay, [Jing Street Beast] Qin Shou arrived.

　　 "There are no private rooms?"

　　 He looked at Lin Beichen dumbly.

　　Who would have thought that the legendary figure who had the highest historical points record in the top ten list of the preliminaries of the dignified selection contest would make such a low-level mistake.

　　 "Change another house, I'll be the host."

　　 Qin Shou said.

　　 "Good too."

　　 Lin Beichen took out his third-generation Kirin superconducting crystal and sent a message to Qianlong.

　　 "Boss, don't change, you are waiting for me."

　　 Qianlong quickly replied to the message, resolutely saying: "I'll be there for a cup of tea, don't worry, when I get there, there is a way to fix it."

　　……

　　 Xiaomeilou.

　　 In the private room on the second floor.

　　 "Brothers, this is Lord Gai."

Yun Wuhen introduced a fat middle-aged man living in the main seat to the other six, saying: "Master Gai is now serving as the guardian of the middle **** Moya in the [Ore Lord]. He has a noble status. Today It is our honor to be able to take a leisurely time to drink with us."

　　 The guards of the middle god?

　　 The other six contestants couldn't help but change their faces.

　　 They are only contestants in the lower three districts of the Northwest Region. Their status and status are extremely low. They are just ordinary civilians. They luckily passed the preliminary round and did not really change their fate to cross the class.

　　 And the guards of the gods are the elites of the family.

　　The status and status are countless times higher than them.

　　 "I have seen Lord Gai."

　　 "To be able to see Lord Gai today, Sansheng is fortunate."

　　 The six contestants suddenly got up and saluted.

　　 The white and fat middle-aged man sat in the distance and didn't mean to stand up at all. He just nodded lightly.

　　 "Haha, sit down, everyone, don't be polite."

　　 Yun Wuhen laughed and said, "Master Gai is very optimistic about everyone. Today, not only did he personally entertain everyone, he also prepared a batch of weapons and equipment for everyone, free of charge, so that everyone can pass the second round of the competition."

　　 The contestants were overjoyed.

　　 This is really sending charcoal in the snow.

　　 "Hehe, please order first."

　　 Gai Bahuang smiled faintly, and said: "You are all geniuses who can pass the first round of the preliminary round. The future is promising. Don't be polite today. Let go of your food. Wait until you finish, and there will be a second game."

　　 Everyone is overjoyed.

　　 This is the first time they have felt the feeling of being a "Master".

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