Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 353 I have great strength, bear with it

In addition, Han Jialing has given instructions to increase the difficulty to prevent this kid from continuing to harvest gold medals and protect Han Jialing's face.

If this kid appeared here today, he must fail.

However, this kid seems to be quite polite.

I like it!

"Bring it!"

Just when Elder Trial had a good impression of Ying Zige, Ying Zige suddenly straightened up, and stretched out his right hand outright.

That appearance is simply extremely arrogant.

boom!
The beggar was suddenly stunned, and he couldn't recover for a while.

Wasn't this kid very polite just now?

Why all of a sudden, he became extremely arrogant.

Especially that condescending appearance, it is simply unbearable to be angry.

"Young man, what are you taking?"

"Could you have taken a fancy to the few copper coins in the old beggar's bowl? I don't think you are short of money, but if you want it, you can take it away."

"I am an old beggar, and I am not a stingy person."

The beggar rolled his eyes, picked up the dirty wine gourd at his waist, and took a sip.

"I said, I have already seen through your identity, so don't continue to cover it up."

"My son's time is very precious, and I don't want to waste it here. You just hand over the gold medal, and I will turn around and leave. If anyone comes, there is no need to waste everyone's time."

"That's very sensible advice."

The smirk on Ying Zige's face became more and more obvious.

Han Dong and Han Long looked at each other, their expressions changed slightly, and their brows were even slightly frowned.

A slight smile appeared on his face at the same time.

This kid, do you want to be so arrogant?
Although this old beggar looks ordinary on the surface, he is the best among the trial elders. With his strength, he can be among the top five trial elders.

Moreover, he is notoriously eccentric.

Few have passed his trials.

This kid actually reached out to the opponent for a gold medal as soon as he appeared on the stage?
Isn't it asking for trouble?
Even Ma Dongyang blinked, and a sense of admiration suddenly surged in his heart.

Straight to the point, without delay.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, he asked the opponent for a gold medal. This was the real overbearing.

only……

On the surface, it does look a little silly.

"Young man, your tone is quite serious."

"Since you want to get straight to the point, let's get to the point now."

"You want a gold medal? To pull me up from the ground, old beggar, this gold medal is yours."

Seeing the beggar smile coldly, he immediately rolled his eyes.

Then with a flip of the palm, a golden medal instantly reflected the afterglow of the setting sun.

The onlookers were suddenly stunned.

"What's the situation? It's incomprehensible for a young man to worship a beggar. Didn't he think that the beggar would be worth two taels of gold?"

"This thing really has two taels of gold?"

"I've never seen so much gold, but this one looks like at least two taels!"

"Two taels of gold? Good wine and good meat is enough for me to harvest for a year."

"This! This is not a dream, is it?"

Those common people rubbed their eyes fiercely one by one, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

The appearance of a strange young man in front of him is already somewhat incomprehensible.

A beggar who looked very down and out, but casually took out a golden medal.

This Nima!
It makes no sense at all.

Although I don't know what happened again.

But they had a hunch.

Things are by no means as simple as they seem on the surface.

"It's that simple?"

Ying Zige raised his eyebrows, and his smile suddenly became very bright.

The other party looked very thin and skinny, and it was a breeze to pull the other party up.

This is the so-called trial?

This is too simple, right?
"This……"

Han Long and Han Dong's expressions changed slightly, so it was a perfect concealment.

Instead, a reassuring smile appeared on his face.

They and the director went to open the same people from Han Jialing, so they naturally knew each other's bottom line.

The opponent's most proficient technique is Mount Tai.

The so-called "Mount Tai pressing the top" refers to the one in the future pouring into the whole body, creating great pressure.

Most of the combined exercises are close-to-body combat exercises.

Once you approach the old beggar with your back on your back, it will be like a Mount Tai pressing down on the opponent. Even if the opponent has the power to reach the sky, it cannot be easily displayed.

Mount Tai pressing the top is one of the most secretive skills in Hanjialing.

But now, he asked Ying Zige to pull himself up from the ground, obviously to use Taishan to press down on the top.

Don't say it's Ying Zige.

Even one of the top elders in Hanjialing didn't have the confidence to bring him up.

after all.

How could a mortal possibly shake Mount Tai?
This kid is obviously doomed.

"This... this doesn't seem to be the content of the original trial..."

Han Dong frowned and couldn't help but whispered.

"It's normal for the content of the trial to change from time to time. Don't worry about it."

Han Long smiled and said casually.

"I understand……"

Han Dong, who was belatedly aware, suddenly had his eyes lit up, filled with anticipation.

The content and rules of the trial were all determined by the trial elders in Hanjialing.

They naturally dare not change any rules.

But now the difficulty has suddenly been raised to hell level, which is obviously instructed by Han Jialing.

The upper echelons of Hanjialing suddenly proposed to increase the difficulty of the trial. How did this kid Ying Zige pass?

The two old men immediately stroked their beards subconsciously, feeling very happy.

This kid won four gold medals in a row, and the strength he displayed was very spirited.

However, he looks thin and not a strong person.

Besides, even with innate divine power, it would definitely not be that simple to pull the old beggar up.

"Young master, you can give it a try, don't look at the old beggar who only has a handful of old bones."

"An old bone is like a mountain."

"My lord, don't underestimate the enemy!"

The old beggar narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, still maintaining a lazy posture.

The voice became more and more casual, and the edges seemed full of confidence.

"Ok?"

Ying Zige's eyes lit up.

Ah!
It seems that the other party is very confident.

That being the case, of course it was going to be severely slapped in the face.

Otherwise, how to be the child of luck?

"In that case, I'm here."

"I have great strength, bear with it."

Ying Zige snatched his sleeves, and reached out to grab the other's arms.

at the same time!

The internal force in the dantian was agitated crazily, like a river rushing in an instant, twisting crazily among the eight extraordinary meridians.

"drink!"

He couldn't help but let out a violent drink.

The lazy posture of the past is no longer there.

His eyes are full of sharpness!
Even on that body, there is an aura like an ancient sword.

(End of this chapter)