Martial World

That's right, Lin Ming practiced the "Chaos Gang Dou Sutra", and the strongest attack method was not a dagger, but a fist!

Now Lin Ming's strongest attack power is enough to leave a half-foot-deep punch mark on the iron wood with one punch. The iron wood is not as tough as steel.

Lin Ming stared intently at Wang Yigao, locked onto Wang Yigao's chest, dodged, and punched!

"Pong!"

There was only a muffled sound. Wang Yigao vomited blood and flew out. Even if he had the protection of soft armor, even if he had reached the second level of body training, even if he had trained his flesh to be extremely tough, he would not be able to withstand Lin Ming. Overweight punches.

Seeing that Wang Yigao fell to the ground like a dead pig, the onlookers were shocked and speechless. Wang Yigao threatened to defeat Lin Ming in three moves, but the result was the complete opposite. Wang Yigao was defeated by Lin Ming in three moves! !

In these three-trick duels, Lin Ming won every one of them. If it wasn't for Wang Yigao wearing soft armor, he would have lost the battle already. It's not like a duel between the first level and the second level of training, and the other way around!

"Elder Liu, what do you think is going on?" In the middle of the duel, there was an elderly man on the square. This man had reached the fifth stage of body training when he was young, and he was only one step away from condensing the pulse. However, Liu Lao finally failed to cross this hurdle. A warrior in the bone forging realm has the same lifespan as an ordinary person, and his body cannot withstand the erosion of time. Now this Liu Lao is over 70 years old and has no fighting power at all. Yes, but the eyesight is still there.

The old man thought for a moment and said, "This young man is born with divine power!"

The first-grade talent that martial artists often talk about, the second-grade talent actually refers to the speed and difficulty of the body absorbing true essence. The faster the absorption rate of true essence, the higher the talent level.

The strength of the martial artist's body is not included in the grade talent, because most people have similar strength before practicing martial arts, and the starting line is the same.

But there are also a few people who are born with divine power, even ten times stronger than the average person, ten times more!

The strength is great, the speed is often fast, and it is natural to have an advantage in battle.

However, the number of such warriors is extremely rare, and they do not necessarily have great achievements. After all, the more you practice martial arts, the more important your true essence is, and the effect of your own power is correspondingly smaller.

"So that's the case..." The onlookers nodded, this explanation was quite reasonable.

Lin Ming picked up the dagger and walked to Wang Yigao step by step. At this time, Wang Yigao was in a very bad mood. His clothes were cut into strips of cloth, he vomited blood, and his face was covered in dirt. When he grows up, he is afraid that he will become the laughing stock of the whole Tianyun City dandy circle.

Lin Ming said, "You said it yourself just now, one thousand taels of gold, give me the money."

Grass!

Hearing this sentence, Wang Yigao almost spit out another mouthful of blood.

I'm so fucking fed up with nothing, eight hundred taels make one thousand taels! Although he is a son of an aristocratic family, taking out a thousand taels of gold is definitely not a small amount!

Today is definitely the most miserable and unforgettable day in his life. In front of so many people, Wang Yigao can't go back on his word, and because it's a martial arts duel, he won't even want to take revenge in the future, otherwise he will be ridiculed, unless he secretly black hand.

"Money, bring money!" Wang Yigao roared at his group of men! Today, he confessed, this is not the end, he vowed to smash Lin Ming's corpse into ten thousand pieces!

That group of people was stunned by Lin Ming's strength. Even if the six of them were together, there was no guarantee that they would win! Is he really just a guy who exercises the first weight?

"Xiaodong, collect the money." Lin Ming said, a thousand taels of gold is not a small sum. Although Wang Yigao is rich, he doesn't carry so much money with him. He can only make things together.

Lin Xiaodong has been in a sluggish state since Wang Yigao vomited blood. It was not until Lin Ming called him that he reacted exaggeratedly.

And also earned a thousand taels of gold,

That's a thousand taels of gold! Lin Xiaodong's entire property is only more than 200 taels of gold, and he bought a blood ginseng and lost most of it!

Seeing the large and small golden tickets handed over to him, the expression on Lin Xiaodong's face changed from astonishment to ecstasy, and then from ecstasy to cheap laughter.

His eyes were originally small, and such a smile was almost impossible to find.

"Haha, get rich, get rich, you're polite, really polite, what can I say? Thank you very much for your generosity. Knowing our difficulties, you came all the way to send us money to spend, thank you."

"Especially Brother Gao Yiwang, 800 taels are not enough, so I have to give 1,000 taels. I thank you on behalf of the people for this."

Hearing Lin Xiaodong's sarcastic words, especially that "King Gao Yi", the already injured Wang Yigao spit out a mouthful of blood. He said back then that if Lin Ming could not be killed in three moves, his name would be reversed. read.

I grass you uncle!

Wang Yigao gritted his teeth with hatred. As for the other people, his face was extremely ugly, but Lin Xiaodong was a disgusting person who didn't pay for his life. After collecting the golden tickets, he exaggeratedly spit on his hand, and he clicked one by one. up.

"Twenty, thirty, fifty, one hundred, one hundred five, one hundred seven..."

Lin Xiaodong counted the thick stack of golden tickets three times, and said with a wide-eyed smile, "Eight hundred and fifty taels, it's still one hundred and fifty taels away, I said a few of them are rich people, why even have such a small amount of money? Can't get it together."

Hearing Lin Xiaodong's words, Wang Yigao almost vomited blood again, his face was gloomy, he swung his right hand, and with a crisp "ding" sound, the long sword was nailed to the floor tiles of the square, "Qingfeng sword, any weapon shop can do it. Sell ​​two hundred taels of gold, let's go!"

Six people came to seek revenge and trampled others, but all their belongings, including the sword in their hands, were left behind. Wang Yigao has never been so cowardly!

As soon as Lin Xiaodong saw this Qingfeng sword, he immediately grinned. He did some research on swords, and this sword was indeed not ordinary, it was so much better than his own.

Lin Ming said, "You like to take this sword."

Lin Xiaodong said, "How can this be done? Brother Ming, you don't even have a weapon."

Lin Ming said, "I can just use my fist. I don't need a weapon for the time being. Later, I will get a weapon that is handy. Although this Qingfeng sword is sharp, it is too light and not suitable for me."

Lin Xiaodong recalled Lin Ming's final punch, and felt that it was indeed the case. This sword was not enough in Lin Ming's hands.

"Okay, I've used this sword. But then again, Brother Ming, you are too fierce. I didn't even know about it before." Since Lin Ming practiced martial arts, Lin Xiaodong has never seen Lin Ming make an official move. He didn't expect Lin Ming to be powerful. At this level, he thought it was the result of Lin Ming's hard work.

Lin Ming said: "Wang Yi's strength is not very good, he is just entering the second level of physical training, and his foundation is very unstable. His cultivation base may be based on medicine, and his martial arts are not very powerful. If he wins, he is not very big, my first goal. It's Zhu Yan."

Zhu Yan was different from Wang Yigao. He was strong and had a solid foundation. His rank 4 talent should not be underestimated, and his cultivation was also considered diligent. The current Lin Ming was far from an opponent.

Lin Ming took the golden tickets and took out a stack of them. He didn't count them. He handed them to Lin Xiaodong and said, "Take these and use them."

"What are you doing? You earn all the money. I have received the sword, and I don't need the gold. With my level of cultivation, I can use 12 taels of gold a month."

Lin Ming was silent for a while, but without insisting, he put the golden ticket in his arms. There is really no need to distinguish between him and Lin Xiaodong so clearly.

"Okay, let's go to the trade fair."

"Yes! Haha, not to mention I forgot, the trade fair! Now we have a book, and our money adds up to one thousand taels, one thousand taels, spicy nuggets mother's, I have never seen such a big man. How much money is there to go to a big fight!"