Nightmare’s Call

"Is that so?" Dao Ling frowned, but soon he returned to normal. "I said how could the Lord suddenly find me and give me such a strong force for nothing."

Instead, he felt a lot easier.

Everything Lin Sheng has been doing has been too generous. The method of breaking the limit of this level is the same as giving away without restrictions.

This actually made him worry all the time.

Now that Lin Sheng said the key, Dao Ling relaxed.

"Once every six months, it's okay. Is the price just a loss of strength? That's okay. I have to say that the Lord is really a generous person. If I get such secrets ..."

He didn't say anything, just laughed twice.

"What's next for the Lord?"

Lin Sheng walked up to two meters opposite him and stopped by the wall.

"Budo is weak. Now that there is a glimmer of hope, I hope to let more martial arts know about this method."

"This is easy to handle. The husband has several close friends, and I will call them on the phone. Although they are better than the husband, they are stuck at the extreme level because of their age."

Dao Ling sighed.

"I didn't believe it at the beginning. If I didn't show my strength decisively, I am afraid that I have missed the opportunity and still lie in the old house and eat and die."

"How are you feeling now? How is your strength changing?" Lin Sheng is most concerned about strength.

Dao Ling was originally a second-level extreme martial artist. Now that he breaks through, it is an ironclad third-level extraordinary.

Although it is different from his metamorphosis, which absorbs a lot of memories of killing souls, it is definitely super strong in ordinary people.

"I feel that now, not only does the body recover to its peak, there is also a wonderful warmth in the lower abdomen, which is getting stronger." Dao Ling answered positively.

"Coupled with this layer of protective power covered by my body. My strength now exceeds the peak. It is hard to say how much."

"Try it?" Lin Sheng suggested.

"Okay." Dao Ling stood up.

The two stood facing each other. Did not mean to change places.

"The Lord is careful ..."

Dao Ling hands apart, swinging out of the claws.

Alas.

He moves extremely fast, his right claw is like a hawk hare, straight to Lin Sheng's right shoulder.

Strangely, this claw clearly follows a straight line, but visually gives people a flickering, erratic taste.

Lin Sheng is naturally not afraid. In terms of actual combat experience, even if he does not count the absorbed soul memory, he alone is also a murderer who has experienced dozens of life and death battles.

Where can I be fooled by this point.

Since you can't tell the truth from the truth, you should really fight.

He lifted his right arm, palm up like a sword, and hit Dao Ling's paw in left and right extremely fast.

Snapped!

Several consecutive impacts turned into a bang.

Dao Ling grabbed his left hand with lightning, blocking Lin Sheng's palm.

The two were extremely fast, and they fought dozens of times in the quiet room. A large number of claw shadows and palm winds are intertwined.

After a muffled sound, Dao Ling took a step back and lost a move.

The clothes on his right shoulder were cut with a slight white mark.

"Great! It is worthy of the Lord!" He laughed loudly, and was not discouraged. After all, Lin Sheng had shown his strength far ahead of him.

But Lin Sheng was somewhat surprised.

Although he did not use the mystery of holy blood burning, he did not use holy power to assist. But just by his current level of strength, at least in the third level.

He didn't release water just after the fight, he really did his best, that is, not all the power broke out.

In this way Tao Ling actually lost only one move.

Lin Sheng groaned and initially evaluated the strength level. At this time, Dao Ling was able to confront two elite elite fighters. When it comes to Celine, that's one of the top ten.

The ten here is naturally not an ordinary person, but a professionally trained non-gun armed soldier.

"You are now breaking the limits, not only recovering to the peak, but also improving your body function and speed, strength and physique. You will truly be extraordinary." He admitted frankly.

"Extraordinary?" Dao Ling blinked in front of him, knowing that he had finally come into contact with a level that he was not qualified to step into.

"Yeah ... it belongs to the martial of our martial arts." Lin Sheng probably explained to Daoling what it means.

Now Dao Ling is second only to him, the top master in Tekken. And there is still room for growth. Must be treated well.

Dao Ling was even more stunned when he heard that, after entering the extraordinary, and after specific classification.

Lin Sheng threw out Hierarchy's hierarchy.

And he told him frankly that what he broke through was only equivalent to a third-level soldier.

"Then, how many levels does this system have?" Dao Ling couldn't help asking.

"You are asking this now, it's too early. Practice well, and you should know when you should know it later." Lin Sheng didn't say what level of strength he was.

After solving some questions of Dao Ling, he drew a gray print again and gave him meditation.

Anyway, I ca n’t find anyone. It ’s okay for Dao Ling to use it. Although the gray print can be seen once every six months, if the frequency can be increased, the growth of the Holy Spirit will be significantly accelerated.

After leaving the meditation area, Lin Sheng returned to the lobby, just to hear that Salou was talking to an unknown outsider.

The costumes worn by the outsiders were the uniforms of the Tekken Club he was in before.

Ever since Lin Sheng founded Tekken, he never went to the club again. After all, it was awkward to go to both sides after the last incident.

The two sides are separated, and it is now more than two weeks. What do the people over there look for?

Lin Sheng was puzzled, and slowly approached the past.

Saru was reminded by the students around him and turned around to see Lin Sheng come over and get closer.

"You're here right now, there's something wrong with the club!"

He looked hesitant and didn't seem to know what to do.

"what's up?"

Saru glanced at the alien.

The man from the club is a thin young girl who looks like she is only seventeen or eighteen years old. He looks very popular and has no sense of presence.

At this time, the girl also saw sweat on her forehead, and her face was a little anxious.

"Lin Huizhu, there is something wrong with the club! There are a lot of members now! If you don't help anymore, there will be ...

"Speak slowly, don't worry." Lin Sheng interrupted her, peacefully.

The girl stabilized her emotions before telling the situation.

It turned out that after Lin Sheng left the club, the internal members felt that their strength was great, and they were a little arrogant.

Some members who used to be peaceful on weekdays, because everyone worked together to solve one or two things, looked too much at their ability to wait for others.

Then something happened.

When patrolling at night before, the club and people clashed. The medium-sized gang in Heishui District was opposite, a little background, but not thick, mainly because the following hands broke through the hall.

The conflict is not big, and there are injuries on both sides.

The two of the club were slightly injured, and then Xia Yin and the others regarded themselves as a force that could be on an equal footing with each other. I thought they would be jealous of them and just let it go.

A few days ago, the gang's revenge came. Hit five people in the club into two serious injuries and three minor injuries.

Russell soared on the spot, gathered all members to start relationships, and pressured the gang.

As a result, the next day, revenge worsened.