Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

People always believe what they want to believe, just like now.

Even though they knew that it would not be easy for Lincoln to have Zheng Shanao as a guarantee, due to the influence of age, psychology and other factors, most of them were more optimistic about the martial artist Zhao instead of Lincoln.

As Zheng Shanao said, Tianjin people tolerate Tianjin people.

The invisible xenophobia had already begun at this time, but everything remained on the dark side.

On the stage, Lincoln faced off against the warrior named Zhao.

Just like what I said before, Lincoln put one hand behind his back with a calm expression, leaving only one hand hanging. His whole body stood quietly in a posture full of flaws, not caring about Martial Master Zhao at all.

As if he was aware of this silent contempt, the look in Master Zhao's eyes became sharper. He did not make any move to give in, but just picked a weapon that he found handy from the shelf filled with various weapons.

He held tightly the weapon that could leave a bloody wound on anyone's body, his muscles tensed up, and then a burst of force erupted, and his whole body rushed towards Lincoln like an arrow from a string.

Taking three steps and two steps at a time, Master Zhao was close to Lincoln in just an instant. With a slight movement of his wrist, the sharp blade mercilessly wiped Lincoln's body.

This posture no longer looks like a sparring match, but more like a life-and-death struggle.

Lincoln didn't know what the contradiction was between the idiot in front of him and himself, but he would never show mercy to someone who wanted to kill him and had actually done so.

With a slight movement of his feet to move away from the actually non-threatening blade, Lincoln hit Master Zhao's throat with a casual strike with his palm.

After his breath was cut off, Martial Master Zhao's movements instantly froze, and taking advantage of this short interval, Lincoln tapped his knees with two consecutive feet.

Click——

Two crisp sounds sounded almost at the same time, and everyone in the audience felt that in a flash before their eyes, Martial Master Zhao's knees had been kicked to pieces.

With both feet disabled, Lincoln's hands continued to move. His palms were like eagle claws, and he grabbed the martial arts master named Zhao's arm from behind. With a little force, there was another crisp bone-breaking sound.

The heartbreaking pain made Master Zhao's face turn red instantly. He collapsed to the ground like a ball of mud, roaring from his mouth, but could no longer say a single word.

Lincoln's previous slap not only cut off his breath, but also shattered his ability to speak.

Both legs are broken, and he can only hear and see but cannot make a sound. If Master Zhao has the rest of his life, he will be worse than a beggar on the street.

Lincoln did not kill Master Zhao, who was about to kill him if he disagreed with him, but this punishment made him feel more uncomfortable than killing him.

Keep a thin line in your life so that we can meet each other later? That doesn’t exist!

Not to mention whether he will come to this world again in the future, even if he can, these chickens and dogs in the audience who come to provoke on the opening day are not worthy of him to stay.

On the stage, pain and despair of ruined future occupied Martial Master Zhao's heart. His body was twitching on the ground, and the anger in his heart towards Lincoln had reached an unprecedented level.

But no one cares about him at this moment.

Lincoln wouldn't care if one of his men was defeated, nor would the martial arts schools in the audience care about him.

A useless person may be set as a role model in a short period of time, but over time, the end result can only be death by suicide.

When it comes to maiming people, it means maiming people. Lincoln's completely merciless attitude made everyone in the audience look unhappy.

Master Zhao was indeed angry and impulsive for no reason, but he was also one of them. A young man was maimed by others. They were dissatisfied with Master Zhao and also dissatisfied with Lincoln.

A ceremony that was supposed to be festive ended due to an unfriendly discussion. With Master Zhao on the ground, the group left in a hurry, not even thinking of taking another sip of hot tea.

The angry martial arts practitioners on their faces made the people around them a little curious, but looking at the open martial arts gym, no one dared to enter.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Xilin found this remote martial arts gym with the Dayang with some hesitation.

Seeing Xilin walking into the dark martial arts hall, Qian Er, who had been staring at her from outside, smiled and said to Sun San beside him: "Look, a shady guy really came here."

"That's right." Sun San also nodded happily: "Who in Tianjin now dares to enter the martial arts gym who doesn't know about the conflicts between this martial arts gym and those individuals? I'm afraid I won't have a good life in the future."

The two of them sounded a little regretful, and then hurried back to report the news.

"Have you taken on a disciple, or is it a woman?"

"Hmph, I thought he was some kind of unique person. It seems that he is no different from those foreign boxers. He also wants to make a name for himself."

"Since he can become famous through Master Zhao, we can also become famous through him. Find a time and send a disciple to come and learn from each other. I would like to see how he has the nerve to stay in Tianjin after his apprentice is defeated."

"The time can't be too short, nor can it be too long. Just three months later, a martial arts federation will be held in three months."

"This time, I want him to embarrass himself in front of everyone."

...

"Have you thought about it?"

"I've thought about it." Looking at Lincoln with a smile on his face, Xilin nodded heavily.

There are few people who can come to Tianjin from their hometown without any ambition. Besides, Lincoln doesn't look like a bad guy at first glance, which gives Xilin some courage.

After thinking about it all night, she finally made a decision: "Please teach me."

"If you want to learn, of course I will teach you." Lincoln led her into the backyard: "But I have to make it clear to you first that my method is difficult to learn and the process will be painful. You must persist, and you can only persist.

"

"I see!"

"Very good, you are ambitious." Lincoln nodded, then slapped a piece of paper in front of her: "Then start from the top. 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and 10 kilometers every day.

Long distance running.”

"First stick with it for a month and see if your physical fitness is up to standard."

"yes!"

Of course, asking Xilin to exercise was not just for physical exercise, the main reason was that there were some things that Lincoln needed to improve.

For example, the improved version of the magic-borrowing power can be improved again, and a new one based on the super soldier serum can be made that ordinary people can bear.

All this takes time, but one month is enough.

A month later, the golden string was still not full, and Lincoln had already taken the lead in completing the Tongji version of the new meditation method.

When Lincoln placed the white paper recording the method of cultivating magic power in front of Siren, the teahouse girl who had never seen the world was stunned.

She carefully read both sides of the cultivation method written on the white paper, and then looked at Lincoln blankly: "Master, isn't this what is written in those novels? Aren't these all fake?"

"Of course what they wrote is false, but what I wrote is true." Lincoln said, tapping his finger lightly in the air.

Relying on his powerful control over magic power, golden light suddenly floated in the air like threads. With a flick of his finger, the seemingly soft golden threads tightened instantly, piercing through the distant masonry in an instant.

Looking at the golden light gradually dissipating in Lincoln's hand, and then looking at the bricks in the distance, Siren was completely stunned.

Xilin: I thought I was here to learn martial arts, but it turned out that I was here to cultivate immortality?