"Water can be hard or soft, your attack is hard but not soft, and the direction of practice is wrong.

You must know that nothing in the world can work by blindly being reckless. My [Flowing Water Warfare] emphasizes the way of combining hardness and softness. You can understand it well."

Mr. Shui stood beneath the crooked jujube tree in the courtyard and guided Lynch.

He truly regards Lynch as his successor, hoping to teach him his martial arts as much as possible before he recovers.

"Yes, Mr. Water." Lynch calmed down and posed in the starting position again.

Since the bloody battle at the Martial Arts Competition that day, he has no longer been able to calm down and practice martial arts.

Life seems particularly fragile in that venue.

Countless people were slapped to death by the big devil. Fortunately, he had a good physique and was only seriously injured.

And he pretended to be dead and escaped through a karma by relying on the technique known as the Spiritual Breathing Technique.

The martial arts strength that man showed was far beyond his imagination. Even Lynch suspected that it was still a skill called martial arts.

No one can walk through any famous and surnamed owner in Jinning County!

Indoor, the academic top girl Jiang Yue's eyes fell through the glass and fell on Lin Qi who was training hard: "Is that uncle stronger than Brother Lin? Can he guide him?

I think Brother Lin is already very powerful. Last time, more than a dozen gangsters were knocked down by him alone."

"Master is ten times stronger than you think!" Gu Xin gestured in the air twice, "I haven't been with Master for a long time. The warriors of the first and second stages are no longer my opponents."

"Hmph, this guy is quite conscientious. He doesn't say goodbye to the one named Tong, and he doesn't say apart to us. He runs away overnight. He has this attitude towards his life-savior. I really feel worthless for my brother!" Lin Xuesubai's little hand held his chin and looked at the figure outside the window.

"Maybe Miss Tong left quietly, what is the secret of being indescribable?"

"Who knows, it's mysterious all day long." Lin Xue murmured a few words, too lazy to talk about her anymore.

"Okay, today's practice ends here, and we will continue tomorrow." Mr. Shui's weak voice came out the window, and with Lynch's support, he returned to the room.

After dealing with a series of martial arts affairs, it was already late at night. Lynch came to the yard again to practice [Flowing Water Warfare].

"I am unstable, practicing martial arts will only achieve half the result with twice the effort." An old voice came into his ears. Lynch looked at the sound. An old man, who was dirty, lay on his side among the branches of the jujube tree, picked up the wine gourd from time to time and poured it into two mouthfuls.

"You are the old gentleman from the past few days." Lynch quickly recalled the scene when he met the old man.

Smash it, smash it, and the old man pointed his eyes at the gourd hole and looked: "I've finished drinking the wine I just made?"

He hung the gourd upside down, gently poured it down, quickly licked a few drops of wine with his tongue, and looked up and down at Lynch: "No, in just a few days, your spiritual breathing skills have been cultivated to this level. It seems that I did not pick the wrong person."

"【Martial Arts】?" Lynch immediately grabbed the keywords, "What did you choose me to do?"

Seeing Lynch's expression of tenseness and his muscles tenseness, the old man stood up and leaned against the tree trunk: "Don't be so nervous, it's useless to be nervous anyway."

Swish!

The old man threw a blue-black token at Lynch with the front and back engraved with the words "Ancestral" and "Zhen" and "Zhen".

"In one week, go to Yuanjing with the token and find a guy named Yu Wuji, who will arrange for you and your sister."

"I won't go if you don't say what you want to do!" Lynch suddenly raised his head and asked.

The old man had long expected that he would be like this, jumping down from the jujube tree, and there seemed to be a little playful in his eyes, and he gently spit out six words: "Peishui County, Lin Fufeng."

Lynch's expression suddenly changed and he grabbed it with both hands: "Sorry, old man, I can't let you go before I made it clear!"

Easily avoiding his attack, the old man raised his hand and pressed Lynch's chest, exerting a little force.

thump.

Lynch fell back without any resistance and sat on the ground.

"If you want to know, go to Yuanjing!" The old man jumped for dozens of meters and disappeared into Lynch's vision in the blink of an eye.

The old man left, and a secret gaze in the martial arts room paused slightly on Lynch and quickly retracted.

After rubbing his butt, Lynch picked up the token the old man threw to him and blew away the dust above.

"Peishui County...Lin Fufeng..." He muttered several times, and after experiencing this incident, he had no intention of continuing to practice tonight.

Place the token close to your body and turn back to your room.

Outside the suburbs of Jinning County.

"Is the young sect leader of the Guiyuan Shangsect missing here?" The speaker's face was so sarcastic. When the strong men behind him heard his words, they were timid and whispered.

"Where is that old guy from Duren Temple?"

The man on the left glanced at the others, his voice trembling: "Report to the Great Elder, the elder, he left with the Dharma Guardian Tan of Haori Gate the day before yesterday. It is not clear when he will come back."

"Haori Gate!"

The strong men did not dare to look up at all. Whoever dared to speak at this time would definitely become the target of the great elder's anger. They wanted to live a few more days.

"Poyun is a powerful man who has inspired seventy sperm holes. There is no way he has an opponent here. There must be hidden information when he disappears. This elder will go to explore this Jinning County in person!

You mobilize all your strength for me to find the traces left by the young sect leader, he is definitely still alive!”

He Poyun is the only successor of their lineage. He spent a lot of resources to cultivate the treasure. Now he has suddenly disappeared. How could Guiyuan Shangzong not be as anxious as an ant on a hot pan?

So many resources are left to waste. The disappearance of the young generation's leaders is a blow to the entire sect.

It is precisely because of this that the sect leader asked him, a powerful man from [Martial Power], to come out and search for He Poyun's whereabouts himself.

[Martial Force] Any branch belongs to the absolute upper level, which is enough to show the sect's importance to this matter.

"According to information, when He Poyun attacked, there was a pavilion master, two deputy pavilion masters, and an honorary deputy pavilion master who suddenly rose to power.

Now that the Pavilion Master has died in battle, the Deputy Pavilion Master has been dead and missing for a long time. Only the honorary Deputy Pavilion Master is still alive, so let’s start with him.”

The elder's face became particularly gloomy, and he felt ruthless: "If Poyun was plotted by Dayuan and died here unknownly, the elder wants millions of people in Jinning County to bury him!

In the near future, two [Wu Xiang] ancestors who have been away for decades will return. The head of the dog emperor of Dayuan will not be left on his head for long. Sooner or later, martial arts will rule the earth again."

He was full of confidence in the [Martial Celebrity] ancestor because he knew that the strength of martial arts who had entered that level was terrifying, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was a true god walking on the earth.
Chapter completed!