Nightmare’s Call

Lin Sheng's eyes widened and he hadn't waited for him to react.

The gang had rushed to him.

drink! !!

The first one slashed down his shoulder.

Lin Sheng's instinct kicked over, and he stung the man to an unstable balance, crooked to the ground.

Then he decisively flashed to the left, avoiding two machetes, and then rushed forward.

Full strength concentrated on the right shoulder.

"charge!!"

The memory instinct of the Cruel Aegis came to mind.

Lin Sheng stepped out, a heavy crash, and knocked away the three again.

A faint purple line appeared on his brows, and the whole figure was slightly inflated and enlarged.

"Reflector!"

He pulled his back dagger backhand, holding two machetes in a row.

Huh! !!

A silver light flashed, and the two people suddenly clutched their wrists and backed away.

Reflector is a very practical defensive counterattack technique in black feather swordsmanship.

Especially in the case of siege, it is extremely easy to use.

In contrast, Yu Guangzhe is more suitable for one-to-one.

Lin Sheng's reflex nerves are not comparable to these ordinary lumps at all after many experiences with memory fragments.

He rushed into the **** group, only a few collisions, easily defeated the baffle formation.

Then several times in a row, the short sword turned into a flash of silver light, one by one stumbled and scattered like a broken bag, and fell down and never got up again.

Huh! !!

Lin Sheng grabbed Hummer's neck, raised him high, and hugged him on the wall.

"No ... don't!" The face was full of blood, the bones of the bridge of the nose had obviously broken, and his complexion quickly turned blue. Obviously, it was blocked by the palm on the neck and caused hypoxia.

"This is the disciples and descendants of Seahawk Roland?"

The purple lines on Lin Sheng's eyebrows made him even more frightened.

"too weak....."

"It's so small, it's like a bug in a garbage dump ... it will be trampled if you accidentally ..."

"You guy !!" The only tattooed man who was still standing, that is, the guy who started shouting at Lin Sheng, was also angered by his words at this time.

He clenched his fists frantically, but the confusion around him made his brain slightly awake.

"Wait for my brother to come! You can say it again !?" He sounded strong, but his tone was obviously softened.

"Cai Xing." Lin Sheng just tossed the mess in his hand aside, and let it smash to the ground and exclaimed painfully.

"What kind of fitness center does Wei Cheng run like this? Get back home and play mud!"

He grinned and shook his head.

This place disappointed him.

In his opinion, in the simple test, the rules must be emphasized, but the other party couldn't even lose a bit.

This is an unspeakable shame for any martial artist.

No one is born to be invincible. If he doesn't dare to lose a game, his standard will always stay where he is.

"Forget it, I haven't been here. Don't teach fighting in this place in the future, anyway, teaching out is just as wasteful as you."

Lin Sheng also lost the mind of looking for Seahawk Roland.

This type of martial arts warrior is meaningless even if he joins the Tekken.

He slowly carried his short sword toward the tattooed man who stood last.

"You ... what do you want to do !?" The tattooed man shivered and stepped back.

Huh!

Lin Sheng kicked his leg with a side kick, and the heavy leg hit dullly on the tattooed man's neck.

He had no resistance, and was pumped out fiercely like a ball, fell to the ground, and fainted.

"......." Lin Sheng looked down at the tattooed man, pushed the door at will, and went out. There was only the sound of his footsteps in the practice room.

The surrounding customers did not expect that the situation would be so horrible, but in just one minute, so many punks with a machete were all quickly defeated by that person.

Even the leading tattooed man had no resistance and was knocked down with a blow.

Originally, many customers came only because the fighting coach in the fitness center was good. Now look at the situation, his face doesn't move, but he secretly shakes his head.

Although it was awkward to say that person, so many people hit one and they were beaten like this.

People in these fitness centers are too wasteful? You can't even make a scar.

It can be expected that the reputation of this fitness center in the fighting circle is totally ruined after the customers leave this trip.

Lin Sheng walked out of the building and looked back at the fascinating sign of the Kasman Fitness Center. There was a taunt of coldness on his face.

"Pure warriors like Death Claw are dazzling.

And a guy like the Seahawk Roland who has no martial arts spirit, is actually getting mixed up. Hey, this world? "

He lowered his head and looked no more.

Back at the hotel, Lin Sheng picked up something and stopped the car straight to the coach station.

The world is getting more and more chaotic recently. He doesn't plan to take a train anymore and chooses to charter a car to return to Huaisha City.

It takes about three hours to drive from Ninghai to Huaisha.

Lin Sheng dozed off in the car, and in the evening, he arrived in the city at nine o'clock.

In the urban area, he asked the master to take him directly to the Huilian district.

Over the past two days, he told his family that he was visiting a fellow scientist. As for which of his classmates, of course, he came to Saru to come.

Saru's school is not Hui'an Middle School, but another expensive high school. The high school entrance requirements are quite high.

Lin Anni is very happy that Lin Sheng can make friends at this level. Not much to say. Only my mother Gu Wanqiu was a little worried.

Back home quietly, Lin Sheng glanced at his parents' bedroom.

There was a gleam of light in the bedroom door, and they were obviously not asleep.

Lin Sheng stepped lightly and used simple stealth tricks in his memory that he did not know which dead ghost was good at.

He went to the bathroom without a sound to wash quickly, and then he returned to his bedroom. Take off your clothes and rest.

"The final exams are about to take place. I have been sharing some money recently. I have enough money for the time being. It will be no problem for Saru to go to the bank to collect money and add revenue.

Lin Sheng changed into sleeping clothes and sneakers for sleeping, and lay on the bed halfway, sorting out his thoughts.

"It's time to seriously implement the rules I set before. Only those who can truly obey the rules can join the core.

At that time, from the core, you can choose the guy who has reached the limit and continue his studies.

Now just waiting for Master Deathclaw to arrive here, everything will be normal. "

He breathed lightly and closed his eyes slowly.

These days, I have been busy with the forces, but fortunately, I have used the gray method to draw the claws of death.

As long as he needs to make gray prints every once in a while, and meditation breakthrough for the old man, he can guarantee that he will always contribute to Tekken.

The gray seal, if it is not the true inheritance of the inheritance of the Holy Scriptures, will sooner or later be forgotten over time. Once forgotten, the strength will return to its original state.

So Lin Sheng didn't worry about the death claws exiting.

As for the profitability of Tekken, they are not gangsters and need to collect protection fees. They choose the type of security company.

Lin Sheng has asked Sarou to invite veterans in hopes of training military members. Improve discipline and combat literacy.

"It is estimated to be effective in a few days. It's just that the training is too hard. Maybe not many people can persist?"

Lin Sheng knew it well, but his move was to screen out the potential seedlings that could stand with him.

Recently, many children from poor families have been accepted, and it is impossible to support everyone. He needs to be carefully screened.

In addition, as long as Master Deathclaw can successfully break the limit and reach the third level, his reputation will surely spread.

At that time, it will certainly be able to absorb more extreme martial arts.