Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 355 They Are Not Human

Prying the top of Mount Tai with one finger?
What is this kid thinking!

Not to mention this kid, even Han Beihai, the head of the Hanjialing sect, would never dare to speak so loudly.

This kid really thinks he is omnipotent?
"A finger?"

"Young master, I advise you to think twice before acting. If this matter is spread, won't people say that you are arrogant?"

Han Long shook his head slowly, obviously not believing it either.

"Hehe, son, I advise you to do your best."

"Some things are never as simple as they seem on the surface."

"For example, I look very thin, but in fact... huh? Fuck!"

The beggar spoke calmly, but suddenly his face changed drastically, and he uttered a foul language.

Then the whole person was in a daze.

Whoop!
Whether it was the surrounding onlookers or the two elders of Han Jialing, they all exclaimed at the same time.

Eyes widened at the same time, and even forgot to breathe at this moment.

There were dozens of people present, and it was eerily quiet at this moment.

Even the two war horses were completely stunned after seeing something unspeakable at this moment.

For a while, the world was silent.

Only the whistling of the wind.

It seemed that even the world was in great shock.

Because just now.

Almost everyone saw that Ying Zige used that finger to directly lift the opponent's body.

"This! Innate divine power!"

"This young man is not simple at first glance. I thought he was very polite, so he was a soldier first?"

"One finger can lift a person up, how much strength is this?"

"Looking at the young man's thin skin and tender flesh, he doesn't seem to have any strength at all. I didn't expect this to be so amazing!"

"A strange person in the world! A strange person in the world!"

Those common people suddenly burst into exclamations.

Just like a violent storm, it directly swept across the entire town.

"What's the matter?"

"Taishan pressure! That's the Taishan pressure technique!"

Han Dong's breathing was short, and the expression on his face kept changing.

Just like the malfunctioning Qizai, he couldn't even believe his eyes at this moment.

As an elder of Hanjialing, he has seen many strange things in his life, but even so, all the things in front of him are beyond his comprehension.

"Could it be...then this is the so-called Son of Destiny?"

"Even if Mount Tai is crushing the top, the skills can withstand it! Who else can stop this kid!"

Han Long was startled.

Totally shocked.

If the first four gold medals were due to this kid's luck, the opponent's trial items happened to be what this kid is good at.

However, this Taishan pressure exercise is a powerful exercise, and it is absolutely impossible for someone to easily break it.

This kid was able to crack it with ease.

This shows that this kid's own strength is likely to be unfathomable.

How high is it?
Surpassed at least five trial elders!
Just think about it.

The two elders of Han Jialing and the old beggar felt their hearts tremble for a while. They couldn't believe that the young Ying Zige was so powerful.

"Who exactly are you?"

"Why can you crack my Taishan pressure with one finger?"

The old beggar was in the air, and his voice could not remain calm for an instant.

Break the sound directly!

"Senior, why should you be so surprised? What I used was nothing more than a small trick."

"One finger can lift you up. If I use my palm, what should I do? You should think about it yourself."

Ying Zige smiled mysteriously and said lightly.

Hiss!
The old beggar's face changed color wildly, and his three views were even refreshed at this moment.

You can easily lift yourself up with just one finger.

If you use one palm, then you can't fly?

Mount Tai overwhelmed?

Squeeze a yarn!

In the end, he didn't hold down a finger of the other party at all.

What kind of hell-level trial?

It's as light as a feather!
At this moment, the old beggar seriously doubted his life, and the stunts that made him famous all of a sudden disappeared.

"My lord... this is your gold medal, please take it well..."

The old beggar twitched his cheeks a few times, and finally sighed.

Accepting the bet is the only thing he can do now.

"Thank you."

"Can you tell me where the nearest trial site is?"

Ying Zige took the gold medal from the opponent and asked casually.

Using the golden compass will consume some internal energy.

Although these and that are harmless.

But the problem is that the loss of internal force is directly proportional to the loss of strength, which will seriously affect one's rest.

If the other party can tell the nearest trial location, then there is no need to use the golden compass.

Although, Ying Zige also doubted whether the other party would say it easily.

"This……"

"Actually, finding the trial location is also a part of the trial, so you should be careful, young master."

The old beggar forced a smile and was polite on the surface.

In my heart, it was a burst of cursing secretly.

You won so easily, and I even asked if I was against the enemy?
Murder and kill!
Murder is heartbreaking.

Of course I can't tell you.

"understood."

Ying Zige nodded and couldn't help sighing.

Sure enough, the other party would not easily tell him the location of the trial.

If that's the case, then you have to come by yourself.

"The nearest trial location should be Luofengpo, right?"

"It's only twenty miles away from here, Ma Dongyang, why don't you set off quickly?"

As Ying Zige's voice sounded, the old beggar froze again.

This time he was completely in a dazed state, and he couldn't recover until the two old men from Hanjialing who were also dazed left with the carriage.

Until, the carriage disappeared from his sight.

Suddenly, his legs trembled and he almost fell to his knees.

"This!"

"How is this possible?! How would he know the location of the next trial?"

"Could it be that he has already known all the trials? So he has already prepared for each trial content."

"But it's not right! And the content of the trial this time is deliberately increasing the difficulty. I even directly changed the content of the trial. He shouldn't know."

"Strange! It's so weird!"

"This matter must be reported to Han Jialing, and let the sect master decide it himself!"

Suddenly, his figure moved, running like a shooting star.

After a few ups and downs, they disappeared on the other side of the town.

Immediately.

Those people were stunned, as if turned into stone carvings and wood sculptures.

"They are not human..."

"Immortal... This old beggar and that young man must be the legendary immortals!"

Finally someone exclaimed.

Whoa!

Everyone knelt down instantly.

One person can lift another person with one finger.

And the other person, on the surface, looks like just a lazy old beggar.

When the body is unfolded, it is like a great roc spreading its wings, traveling thousands of miles in an instant.

Isn't it just a fairy?

(End of this chapter)