We agreed to become a physical Martial Saint, but you became a mecha Martial Saint?

Chapter 68 Situation ()

Obviously, there is no "+" behind Baiyun Miwu.

"There are still three skill points left..." Zhou Linchen can now roughly estimate the skill points required to add the fifth level of Baiyun Miwu.

The Federation will not stand still for a long time. The master’s special call to Zhou Linchen a few days ago is still fresh in my mind. The only thing that can steadily provide skill points is Nanshan’s secret medicine!

"It seems that we have to move to Nanshan as soon as possible." Zhou Linchen mused. Now that the secret medicine inventory in the martial arts hall has been exhausted, he originally planned to go to Nanshan in half a month. Judging from the situation outside, this trip will be difficult. Earlier.

Zhou Linchen put on his clothes and walked out of the secret room. At the same time, he called Shubeino and asked him to prepare a vehicle outside the villa. He was going to the martial arts gym to explain this variable to his master.

"Take me to the martial arts gym."

"Yes, boss."

In order to better serve Zhou Linchen, Shubenuo built a house next to Zhou Linchen's villa.

After answering the call, he drove the car out of the garage as fast as he could, slowly drove into the door of the villa and waited quietly for Zhou Linchen's arrival.

As soon as the car arrived at the door, the door was quickly opened, and he got into the car in one go.

Shubenuo quickly turned around and drove towards the martial arts gym in the city with full power.

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"tatter"

The sound of footsteps as dense as a drum sounded on the path inside the martial arts hall. On one side were Zhou Linchen and Shu Beinuo, and on the other side were Yu Shan and other Baiyun Sect disciples.

"Why are you so panicked?" Zhou Linchen asked Yu Shan.

"It's serious, brother, there has been news from the Federation Central Committee that troops are going to be dispatched!" Yu Shan, who looked anxious, immediately answered hurriedly as if he had found a backbone.

Zhou Linchen pondered for a while without thinking about what he was thinking about. He turned around and looked at the people gathered around waiting for him to make a decision. He waved and said, "Junior brother Yu Shan and I will go in first to ask the master's opinion. The others are waiting outside."

"Yes, senior brother!"

All the disciples except Yu Shan responded with clasped fists in unison.

Yu Shan and Zhou Linchen looked at each other and walked towards the back room one after the other.

When they reached the back room, the two of them discovered that there were already several figures standing inside.

It was none other than Tang Feng, the leader of the Baiyun Sect, Ansius of the Qiangwu Hui, and Kuba, the eldest brother who was known as a brother martial artist.

Next to them were Zhang Ling and Lin Yuan, the core disciples of the Baiyun Sect, Zhou Yi, the core disciple of the Qiangwu Association, and a young man with a shaved head and a fierce face from the Mang Fist Sect.

While Tang Feng and the others were talking, they also noticed the two people who came in.

"Xiaochen came just in time. It saves us having to send someone to notify you."

"My nephew is here just in time. Please discuss with us what to do next for Baiyun Sect?"

Tang Feng and Anxius spoke one after another, and all the worries in the previous conversation disappeared with the arrival of Zhou Linchen.

"We must move our base, and it's best to move there within today." Zhou Linchen said in a deep voice.

Now the situation outside has reached a point where there is no need to delay. Using Huainan City to contend with the most elite troops in the northern part of the Federation is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

The stability in the past six months was only due to the intimidation of Zhou Linchen's individual strength, so he did not act rashly. The group of old guys in the federal center were naturally afraid of death. It was relatively easy for a strongman who could tear apart third-level mechas with his bare hands to assassinate them. of.

"I just don't know if they can't help it anymore, or they have some means to check and balance me." Zhou Linchen thought silently, if it is the former, then it will be fine. If it is the latter, then he cannot push everything aside at the moment. In order to ensure that the people around him The security can only be transferred first.

Looking at the only three skill points missing on the identity panel, Zhou Linchen silently calculated the time for the secret medicine to mature.

It was still the beginning of the month, and it would take at least half a month for the secret medicine to mature, and this period of time was the time they avoided.

"I agree."

"Without further delay, let's inform the disciples to transfer now."

Tang Feng, who can make Baiyun Sect shine again, is naturally not the temperament of his mother-in-law. It is difficult for an indecisive warrior to go very far!

But Tang Feng, who can obviously reach the spiritual level martial arts master, does not belong to this group.

"We will gather good information and do logistical work for everyone at Baiyun Sect outside."

"Me too!"

Bowser, who was standing nearby, finally found a place to interrupt, and quickly echoed the words of Ansius, the master of the Qiang Wu Kai Martial Arts Hall.

"Thank you all." Tang Feng raised his hand to salute as a gesture of thanks, and Zhou Linchen and others following him followed suit.

"In this case, we will quickly send our disciples to move to the south valley."

"I'll stay in Huainan to attract their attention." Tang Feng turned to Zhou Linchen and ordered that the Baiyun Sect must leave one of its core members to stay in Huainan to be exposed to others, and Tang Feng also thought clearly, as Baiyun Sect The owner of the door has the most important identity.

"I'll stay." Such words suddenly came out of Zhou Linchen's mouth.

"No, our Baiyun Sect will still need to rely on you to revive us in the future." Tang Feng shook his head and rejected Zhou Linchen's request.

"Ok?"

He reached out to push Zhou Linchen, but found that he was not moving at all.

Tang Feng looked up and saw that Zhou Linchen's face was calm and his whole body was full of energy. Compared with the usual Zhou Linchen, he seemed to be a different person.

"Xiaochen?" Tang Feng asked in surprise.

"My magical power has broken through the limits. Now that I have moved to Nanshan, it has wasted all my strength."

"I want to see the limits of power on this planet."

Although he was just standing in front of everyone, Zhou Linchen seemed to be as far away from them as a world at this moment. His plain words revealed invincible confidence.

"it is good……"

Looking at those calm but firm eyes, Tang Feng finally had no choice but to agree.

In a small back room.

Ansius and everyone else watched silently as the genius from Baiyun Sect fell into dust at the last moment before bursting out with his own light.

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At this time, an uninvited guest came to the Secret Sword Sect.

An ordinary man with unkempt beard and messy hair stood among a group of disciples holding a thin sword. There were also some disciples who had been knocked unconscious and lying next to them.

"Sith, what are you doing?"

A leading elder of the Secret Sword Sect rebuked loudly, and the white sword light on the rapier in his hand was slowly exhaling, which was the concentration of his courage.

"Where's Patrick?"

Sith didn't seem to notice the sharp edge of the rapier that could cut through the alloy, and just glanced around looking for Patrick.

"He's not inside the door, what are you doing here?"

The elder of the Secret Sword Sect narrowed his eyes slightly, and his five fingers began to slowly exert force. He wanted to weigh this leader of the younger generation!

"bang bang bang"

Before he could make any move with his hands, the figure of Sith suddenly disappeared from his eyes.

The moment Sith disappeared, a series of sounds came from the elder's body, as dull and continuous as firecrackers stuffed in clothes.

Many disciples of the Secret Sword Sect stood there blankly. In the distance was Sith who was walking out and said an emotionless word in the wind.

"From now on, I alone will dominate the northern martial arts world."

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"hiss!"

One of the disciples trembled, as if a switch had been pressed, and the group of disciples began to whisper in low voices, making random speculations about the changes in the pattern of young disciples in the northern martial arts world, and conspiratorial speculations about Brother Patrick's avoidance of fighting.

Next to him, a disciple who had a good personal relationship with the elder stepped forward to pull on the elder's sleeve. He was about to ask and verify what he was thinking, but he found that the elder fell down as soon as he touched it, and the parts of his body that were hit had turned into flesh and mud. Inside clothing.

"Get a doctor quickly!!"

The elder's death was tragic, and all the disciples of the Secret Sword Sect were horrified.

On a tall building further away, the master of the Secret Sword Sect and Patrick stood here, taking in everything that had just happened.

"I'm no match for him."

"Father, I have failed."

Patrick spoke in a low voice, his hands clenched unconsciously, and the folds of his rubbed sleeves had turned up to form irregular patterns.

"It doesn't matter if you lose at the hands of such a genius."

What matters is whether you have the courage to keep chasing.

The middle-aged man, the master of the Secret Sword Sect, suddenly had a look of reminiscence on his face.

(End of this chapter)