Martial Arts: Start A Life Simulator

With sufficient resources, Lin Jingzhe has accumulated a wealth of experience for several lifetimes.

He doesn't have any bottleneck at all, and there is no obstruction in his cultivation.

"Eat the medicated diet within the time of a cup of tea."

"Starting today, the training volume has doubled again."

Soon, the teenagers who were on the training ground were brought over.

Lin Jingzhe asked several team leaders to distribute the medicated food to the crowd, and at the same time walked into the crowd and announced the training plan: "If you feel you can't complete it, you can ask for it at any time, and I will send you to the frontier."

When Lin Jingzhe said the first half of the sentence, the teenagers who were waiting for the medicinal meal were still a little commotion.

But when Lin Jingzhe finished the second half, everyone was quiet.

Their eyes, which had become a little dull and dull because of being too tired, once again shone with the light of three or seven zero fighting spirit.

In fact, it is not said that they have the intent to fight again because they want to stay in the imperial capital to enjoy, and are afraid of going back to the border to suffer.

They are afraid of being kicked out of the team, returning to the original place, seeing their relatives and friends look disappointed.

For a soldier, honor is more important than life.

Therefore, even if they are tired at the moment, they are still biting their teeth and swallowing the bitter, hot medicated meal.

At the very beginning, they actually had doubts about Lin Jingzhe's training methods, but slowly they discovered that under Lin Jingzhe's training, their bodies had a great ascension in a short period of time.

The power has skyrocketed by a large margin.

As a fighter, how could they not understand how difficult such an opportunity is.

Especially for many people who were born badly, every time they finish their training, they secretly get up and practice while their own comrades are sleeping.

Lin Jingzhe gave them hope that they could become stronger.

"Thirteen, you can drink some too."

Lin Jingzhe looked at the black-faced teenager who brought him a pot of medicated food and smiled faintly: "I will teach you something extra when you stay."

The black-faced boy was called Chu Shisan.

His name is ranked according to the serial number. In fact, among the more than 300 teenagers on the school grounds, very few have names.

Most people are like teenagers, with Chu as their surname, plus a number behind them.

"Thank you young master."

Hearing Lin Jingzhe's words, Chu Shisan immediately knelt down and looked at Lin Jingzhe with excitement.

Like most people, in fact, even after being defeated by Lin Jingzhe, he is the outstanding one among this group of teenagers.

Chu Shisan admired Lin Jingzhe for having such superb fighting experience at such a young age.

But when Lin Jingzhe said that he would take them to train, he was skeptical and trained with Lin Jingzhe.

However, after only training for three days, after Chu Shisan felt his leaps and bounds, he completely dispelled his doubts about Lin Jingzhe.

I thoroughly agreed with Lin Jingzhe, the young master. After getting along with Lin Jingzhe, everyone slowly discovered that Lin Jingzhe is not only a master in actual combat, but he is also a very knowledgeable person.

Proficient in various detection techniques, assassination techniques, trap layout, and drug matching.

So when he heard Lin Jingzhe wanted to teach himself something extra, Chu Shisan was excited.

As an ordinary-born soldier, Chu Shisan understood that these things taught by Lin Jingzhe were totally unqualified for ordinary people.

Many things have been hidden by the family and will never be passed on.

. . . . . .

"Is he really only two years old?"

On a high wall outside the schoolyard, the Seventh Prince Zhou Xian and the Empress Zhou Xuan walked along the wall.

Looking at the people working hard on the school field, Zhou Xian looked at Lin Jingzhe who was surrounded by people on one side. He couldn't help but sigh: "Is there anything that little guy doesn't understand?"

"Sometimes, I really doubt whether he will be reincarnated from a certain celestial being."

Zhou Xian shook his head. He couldn't help but laughed at himself. In such a remote place as the Great Zhou Dynasty, there was not even a fairy gate, so how could someone be willing to reincarnate?

"Is there really a god in this world?"

Hearing Zhou Xian's words, Zhou Xuan couldn't help but wonder.

Although she had become the queen of Da Zhou at a young age, she was only seven years old, and she knew very little.

"This world is much bigger than Xiao Zhou Xuan you think."

Zhou Xian walked forward slowly, he couldn't help but recall many things in the past...

When Zhou Xian was young, he used to travel.

At that time, he had already entered the realm of Innate.

But when he encountered those practitioners, he was beaten into the air because he couldn't resist even a single move.

If it weren't for him to cultivate the Zhou Family's emperor's way to replenish the sky, that Cultivation Technique would continue to repair his injured position.

I'm afraid he died long ago.

After returning from that time, he was vaguely suspicious that Zhou's imperial way was not simple.

But compared to the Cultivation Techniques that he heard about during his travels, he would produce seeds.

Their Zhou family's imperial way to make up for the heavens seems to be something short.

Seeing Zhou Xuan's curiosity and gaze, Zhou Xian smiled slightly, and then began to tell: "If you go east in Dazhou, you can walk east for three years, and you can reach a huge mountain range."

"There is white mist all year round, and I heard that there are immortals in it."

At this point, Zhou Xian couldn't help but feel a little sorrowful. He was injured in the periphery of the mountain range back then.

Being smashed off a cliff, if he were not lucky, he might have died a long time ago.

"Wait for Great Zhou to settle down."

Hearing some sadness and regret in Zhou Xian's tone.

Zhou Xuan speeded up Own's pace and walked to the same line with Zhou Xian. She looked at Zhou Xian very seriously and gave Own promise: "I will send someone to take Grandpa Seven to see it again."

"good."

"Then I would like to thank our little A Xuan in advance."

Seeing Zhou Xuan's serious expression, Zhou Xian couldn't help laughing.

He is different from other princes' attachments to the throne, after seeing the methods of those immortals.

No more interest in the world.

If it weren't for his old age and frailty, he really wanted to leave it alone, and then go to that mountain to find out.

"It's not just a walk for me to come here this time, right?"

The two of them walked slowly, Zhou Xian smiled faintly, and asked Zhou Xuan on his own initiative.

"I have a very important thing to discuss with Grandpa Seven."

For Zhou Xian, he is one of the few people Zhou Xuan can trust besides Lin Jingzhe.

Seeing Zhou Xian's initiative to ask, she stopped going around and started to tell Zhou Xian the reason for calling him to the palace. .

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