Martial Arts Have Mastery

Shen Ling's words were crazy.

However, he has crazy capital.

As a grandmaster, when encountering the previous incident, even if the man who provoked him was killed, no one would be able to say anything.

Shen Ling is just giving a small lesson, which already belongs to the category of benevolence.

but.

I don't know if it's because of the proficiency panel. When Shen Ling doesn't use any mood, no one can judge his strength based on his own state.

It's like learning to hold your breath...

"Mortal Realm?"

Listening to Shen Ling's self-report, the white-haired old man took a deep breath.

He looked at the tall man next to him, and decided to vent his anger on his own grandson.

In an instant, a huge artistic conception enveloped the surroundings, and the aura of the master exploded in an instant.

Shen Ling was the first among them.

"excuse me!"

With a bit of apology in his tone, amidst the excited expression of the tall man, the white-haired old man took a step forward.

But what was strange was that he was carrying a sword behind his back, but he just threw out a simple punch.

This punch hit Shen Ling's shoulder directly.

There was a muffled sound.

After successfully hitting Shen Ling, the white-haired old man withdrew his hand immediately, and even withdrew his artistic conception, not intending to strike again.

"Keep your hands!"

Shen Ling looked at the gray-haired old man opposite, rubbed his shoulders, and smiled.

"Are you okay?"

Seeing Shen Ling's relaxed expression, the white-haired old man's eyes were full of suspicion.

He did keep his hands back, but as a grandmaster, that punch just now could at least keep Shen Ling lying on the bed for a month...

How do you feel unscathed?

"Um."

Shen Ling nodded with a smile on his face.

He has the iron body skill of the ninth level, and the iron cloth shirt of the seventh level, and even has the effect of strengthening the body with dragon and tiger strength.

The attack of a mere master of the first realm, even with all his strength, could not hurt him.

What's more, most of the strength is still left.

Looking at the white-haired old man in front of him, Shen Ling said slowly: "You are good, and your son is also good."

"It's just that I dote too much on this grandson."

"So, I decided to help you."

After finishing speaking, Shen Ling moved his footsteps.

Before the white-haired old man could see Shen Ling's figure clearly, he heard a crisp sound behind him.

He turned his head and saw Shen Ling standing in front of his grandson.

Slapped his grandson!

Here, the tall man was stunned for a moment. He couldn't figure out why Shen Ling could still fix him when his grandfather made a move.

He was obviously here to vent his anger, not to be a punching bag for Shen Ling.

Why should he still be beaten?

It shouldn't be!

"you……"

Looking at Shen Ling, the white-haired old man spoke respectfully.

He had clearly launched the artistic conception to restrict Shen Ling's actions just now, but Shen Ling's slap still slapped his grandson's face.

The white-haired old man knew that the abnormal situation he felt was not accidental.

Shen Ling's strength is definitely above him, and at least he is a master of the second realm.

"You seem very unwilling?"

Looking at the tall man in front of him, Shen Ling raised his mouth slightly and asked with a smile.

"You sneak attack!"

The tall man said stubbornly.

Shen Ling hit him several times before he could react, which was why he always felt depressed and aggrieved.

Shen Ling smiled: "You say I am sneak attacking, but it's because you can't see my figure, can't find my whereabouts."

"Sneak attack or frontal attack. You can't dodge it, can you?"

"Practice more."

After a few words, Shen Ling said that the man couldn't refute.

After Shen Ling finished speaking, he took another look at the white-haired old man.

After he smiled, he walked away briskly.

"Grandpa, what's the matter with you?"

Experts watch the doorway, and laymen watch the excitement. The tall man who is a third-rank martial artist is very puzzled.

His grandfather didn't do anything in the end.

"Young people are terrifying."

The white-haired old man looked at Shen Ling's back and sighed.

"What a terrible young man! It's not that you kept your hand."

The tall man was still unconvinced.

The white-haired old man said softly: "You have to know, he really wants to do it, killing you and grandpa is just an instant thing."

As soon as these words came out, the tall man was dumbfounded.

He looked at his grandfather, his eyes full of doubt and shock...

Who is his grandfather?

The elder of Yuanzong, a genuine master and strong man, an existence admired by all.

But now, for Shen Ling, his grandfather's words could only be admiration.

The white-haired old man looked at Shen Ling's disappearing back, shook his head and said, "Let's go, come home with me, and explain the ins and outs of the matter clearly."

"Oh!"

The tall man nodded.

Hearing his grandfather say that Shen Ling's strength is so terrifying, recalling the past few actions, the tall man suddenly felt a chill rushing into his mind.

After playing for a long time, did he provoke a young grandmaster?

Compete with a master?

At this moment, the tall man who had figured it out wanted to slap himself.

What kind of big tail wolf did I pretend to be?

Touching the swollen face on the left side, the tall man lowered his head.

Provoking a Grandmaster deserves the beating...

You deserve it!

The white-haired old man brought the tall man back to the other side of the small village, and he couldn't help sighing after he found out all the ins and outs of the matter.

This matter is not big when you say it is big, and it is not small when you say it is small.

If you meet a narrow-minded master, it's easy to get into trouble.

Fortunately, Shen Lingda didn't pursue it.

the next day.

"What's the meaning?"

Looking at the things in front of him, Shen Ling asked in doubt.

The tall man covered his swollen face and said, "This is for your apology, so you can accept it."

Shen Ling looked at the white-haired old man: "I can accept the things, is there anything else?"

The white-haired old man cupped his hands: "Our suzerain would like to invite you to go up the mountain to see him."

"No time to."

Shen Ling shook his head and declined the invitation.

Now that he can practice 20,000 proficiency a day, how can he have any time to talk to the suzerain of Yuanzong.

After finishing speaking, Shen Ling invited the tall man and the gray-haired old man out of the yard.

fix these things.

Isn't this delaying his martial arts training?

Get out of here.

"This……"

Watching Shen Ling return to the yard and start practicing martial arts, the white-haired old man and the tall man looked at each other in blank dismay.

On the one hand, they came here today to apologize to Shen Ling, and on the other hand, they sent a message for the suzerain of Yuanzong, asking Shen Ling to go up the mountain to meet him.

However, Shen Ling didn't want to see him.

This is difficult.

The gray-haired old man was turned away, but he didn't dare to test Shen Ling's temper.

He had no choice but to go to Yuanzong along the road of Xiaocun and report the matter to the suzerain of Yuanzong.

here.

Shen Ling still concentrated on practicing the mountain-opening knife technique, eating some fruit and dry food when he was hungry, and drinking some water when he was thirsty.

He quickly entered the state, and once again immersed himself in the practice of only sleeping six hours a day.

In order to reach the twelfth level for the machete technique.

In order to become the master of the four realms.

Roll up your sleeves!

come on!

Dry!

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