The wind swept the huge waves up into the sky, blew them away, tore apart the strange fish, and scattered them in the form of a brief heavy rain.

The people who were looking up couldn't help but hide their faces and lower their heads to avoid the rain.

When he looked up again, he saw that He Daoyang had fallen to the ground.

For a moment, it was quiet, and everyone watching the excitement fell silent.

"He Daoyan, He Daoyan!" The other Daoyan and his disciples surrounded He Qing and shouted loudly. Wu Ling did not shout around He Daoyan. She realized that she was also a young curator, and her status was different.

, and the lecturer is not the lecturer in his own library.

After a while, He Daoyang finally regained control of his body and said: "I'm fine, I have nothing... to do."

He couldn't stand up for a while and his face turned gloomy.

However, at this opportunity, Wu Ling stepped forward and said: "Lou Jinchen, why are you doing this? Even if you are not a lecturer at Wanghai Dao Pavilion or my Wuwei Pavilion, and you want to open a dojo by yourself, just say it."

However, Mingyue and I will definitely help you apply for a Taoist license from the Taoist Association. If you open the Taoist temple privately like this, it will put the entire Wanghaijiao Taoist Association where it will be, which makes it very difficult for Mingyue and I." Wu Ling's voice,

Let everyone in the courtyard hear it clearly.

Lou Jinchen lowered his head slightly, and his eyes covered with black cloth seemed to be looking at Wu Ling.

As soon as he heard Wu Ling's words, he knew that she was being good. At the same time, she always combined herself with Hai Mingyue, which meant that she was self-proclaimed.

I just heard him say: "It turns out to be Miss Wu Ling. It's really unfortunate that Hai Mingyue has a friend like you. I'm not familiar with you, so you don't have to make it difficult."

When Wu Ling heard this, she felt suffocated with anger. No one had ever said that to her before. She had always been proud of having many friends, and no one had ever rejected her, and no one had given her such a look.

"You!" Wu Ling pointed at Lou Jinchen, breathing heavily, and said with his chest heaving: "Okay, very good, just don't cry later."

Next to her, a stalwart young man wearing a short-breasted shirt, with a pair of arms as strong as iron, cupped his hands in front of him and said, "Xia Shanhu of Wuwei Pavilion, please enlighten me."

"Okay!" The people on the wall continued to clap and shout, with a strong sense of cheering.

Wuwei Guan mainly teaches martial arts. Many people consider martial arts training to be a low-level Qi practitioner, but it has its own advantages. Those who have perseverance and are willing to work hard can often succeed in it.

Martial arts pay attention to strength and power, good at close combat, the body is as hard as iron, the strength can carry a cauldron, and one's own will is combined in one punch and one kick.

Those who throw heavy weights have profound cultivation, and can destroy cities and uplift mountains with just one movement of their hands.

This is the martial arts monk. Of course, Lou Jinchen has met martial arts monks and has learned about it. Under the illumination of his thoughts, the martial arts master in front of him, known as Xia Shanhu, is the most powerful among the martial arts monks he has ever encountered.

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Lou Jinchen was still standing with his sword in hand, but the other party said again: "You are so disrespectful to Miss Ling."

"It's because you don't understand her too well." Lou Jinchen could see that he had a hint of admiration for Wu Ling.

"Break his legs." Wu Ling had already shouted.

The young man who was known as the tiger descending from the mountain stepped forward. His body leaned forward, his back arched, and he jumped forward. When he thrust his hands, he looked like a tiger pounces. At the same time, he made a roaring sound from his mouth, which was really like a tiger.

Only tigers descend from the mountain.

When he showed the ferocious power of a tiger at the moment of his save, the people lying on the wall and the roof immediately cheered once again.

Lou Jinchen clearly felt the power of the tiger's attack, and even the potential of a landslide. Looking at the opponent's pair of thick tiger-like claws, and the blood surging all over his body, he knew that ordinary spells fell on him.

I'm afraid that just like the spring breeze, even if it can hurt his skin, his chest will be torn open by his hands.

"Zheng!"

A bright silver light appeared in response, turning into a sword shadow and striking down.

The tiger going down the mountain was already on guard against the sword in Lou Jinchen's hand. After all, he had been standing with the sword in his hand. In front of him, Lou Jinchen used the wind method to blow away the fish waves created by He Qing. He thought he was not afraid of the whirlpool wind.

So speak up.

As for the sword in Lou Jinchen's hand, he thought that his martial arts practice was for close combat, so how could he be afraid of the opponent's sword.

His hands were no longer afraid of being struck by mortal iron, and he confidently grabbed the sword shadow with both hands. As long as he caught the sword, then...

"Empty!" There was a sudden thought in his heart. The shadow of the sword disappeared under his hand, then suddenly appeared again, and then the sword shadow directly slashed at his hand that was withdrawing.

The skin on the back of his fingers broke open in an instant, and his other hand quickly grabbed the sword shadow, but the sword shadow seemed to have already known his movements, and instantly restrained himself. His left hand once again missed the opportunity, and then

Another sword shadow struck down.

He roared angrily, and swung his hands like tiger claws, creating a phantom. However, he heard a soft joke in his ears: "It's nothing more than that."

A flash of sword light penetrated the dark clouds danced by his hands like lightning, and landed on his face, blooming into a sword flower. He only felt pain everywhere in his upper body. He leaned back, but his eyeballs hurt again, and then

He didn't dare to move, because the tip of the sword was already touching his eyelids.

His person still maintained the gesture of grabbing with open hands.

Inside and outside the entire courtyard, you can hear the sound of pindrops being made in silence.

"Your tiger pounce is powerful and heavy, but it has no forward momentum. It has already fallen into the inferior position!" Lou Jinchen said lightly.

Xiashanhu didn't dare to say a word and slowly backed away. His upper body and hands were already stained with blood, which were all scars from the sword.

Wu Ling's expression became even worse. She clenched her fists tightly. She had a sword at her waist, but she didn't dare to pull it out.

Lou Jinchen returned the sword to its sheath. He once again placed his hands on the hilt of the sword and stood there, raising his head slightly and looking at the sky with his hooded eyes.

With such a arrogant attitude, one of the people in the courtyard immediately became furious.

"Liuhe Pavilion, Fire Spear, please enlighten me." This was a middle-aged man, holding a two-foot-long spear in his hand. He swung it forward and the tip of the spear shook.

"Okay, the Fire Spear has finally taken action." The man lying on the wall cheered again. This Fire Spear obviously has a lot of prestige.

The middle-aged man didn't say anything. The tip of the spear in his hand turned, and it seemed to break apart at the tip, turning into more than ten handles. At the same time, the red tassel on the tip of the spear turned into a flame, and Lou Jinchen felt

Here we go, this gun is no ordinary gun, the red tassel and the gun contain a strong fire property.

This man is also a martial arts monk, but he is much more powerful than the Xiashan Tiger in the martial arts hall just now. The energy around his body is rounded into a whole body, and the spear in his hand is both strong and soft. When the man and the gun are combined, the gun is on fire.

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Lou Jinchen stood there holding his sword, as if not looking at him at all, letting him shake the spear, condensing the strongest momentum.

"Ha!" With a loud roar, the spear turned into a beam of light and covered Lou Jinchen in it.

"Okay!" everyone shouted.

"Zheng!"

The sword roared, and at the same time, everyone saw a cold light coming out of the gap under the gun light, and the side of the fire gun appeared instantly. The silver light retreated in a flash, and everyone could see clearly again.

By then, Lou Jinchen had already retreated to his original position, but the bun of the Fiery Gun was still flying in the air and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Move diagonally to the side to avoid the enemy's sharp edge and attack him to save him.

Inside and outside the small courtyard, it was quiet again, and everyone was stunned.

Hair sometimes represents the head, which means that if Lou Jinchen was killed, what would fall to the ground would be his head.

Liehuo Qiang reached out and touched the top of his head with a livid face, and found that it was completely bare.

He didn't say anything, turned around and left.

As he left, the other speakers also turned and left. They believed that they could not defeat Lou Jinchen and did not want to lose face.

These dojos asked people to leave, but those who were watching the excitement still did not leave. On the contrary, more and more people gathered together.

Among the crowd, someone suddenly asked loudly: "That blind man, what kind of practice do you have? You are so powerful in swordsmanship."

Shopkeeper Yang was also watching among the crowd. He was mainly worried about his granddaughter, but when he saw Lou Jinchen's three fights, each time was different, but the same enemy was the same every time, his heart was agitated.

, secretly said: "It's really a good skill. If you can withstand the delisting of the Taoist Association, you will definitely become famous all over the world."

"However, those three just now are just lecturers and owners of the small dojo. When those people from the medium and large dojo come, will they be able to stand still?"

At this time, several people asked Lou Jinchen's name and where he came from.

Lou Jinchen thought for a while and said: "I am a person from the Qian Kingdom. I studied under Yan Chuan, the master of Huo Ling Temple in Swimming City, and I was taught by Master Ji of Ji's Academy in Swimming City. I came here to watch the sea. I don't want to be an enemy.

, Just to fulfill Master’s promise back then, I came to Wanghaidao Pavilion as a lecturer, but unfortunately, Wanghaidao Pavilion has a high gate and a deep palace, and Lou is from a small temple, so he can’t see it.”

"I originally wanted to return north here, but thinking that I had traveled thousands of miles and accomplished nothing, and my teacher's instructions had not yet been received, I was unwilling to do so, so I bought this academy and set up a Taoist plaque, hoping that all I had learned would be given to me by fate. However,

I never thought that I would provoke the Taoist Association."

As soon as Lou Jinchen finished speaking, someone immediately said: "In that case, it is better to delist it first and go to the Taoist Association to apply. If you have the ability, you will definitely be allowed."

Someone immediately echoed, and it was noisy and chaotic for a while.

Lou Jinchen stood with his sword in hand. After the echoes fell, he said: "Even if you put up the Taoist sign, there is no reason to take it off. When I was on my way here to Wanghaijiao, I often heard that Wanghaijiao

The Dharma is profound and the skills are broad, and it is a place where winds and clouds from all directions gather. Lou came from a small place and wanted to broaden his horizons."

After he finished speaking, there was silence in the small courtyard. After a few breaths, a buzzing sound began. Everyone pointed at him. Some said he was too arrogant, some said he was young and courageous, and some thought he was ignorant.

The sky is high and the earth is high, and some people shake their heads and sigh.

What happened in the small courtyard and what Lou Jinchen said later spread out quickly like ink falling into clear water.

In Wanghaidao Pavilion, the teachings also received what Lou Jinchen said immediately. Because it involved Wanghaidao Pavilion, someone sent the letter immediately.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Jiaoyu's eyes. For him, insulting Wanghai Daoge's reputation was like stabbing him in the heart with a knife.

How could he not hear the hidden meaning in Lou Jinchen's words? Lou Jinchen was clearly saying that Wanghai Daoge disliked his low background and actually kicked out a man who kept his promise and traveled thousands of miles to fulfill his master's promise.

Therefore, at this time, the teachings had to prove that Lou Jinchen was an incompetent person. Because he was incompetent, Wanghai Daoge rejected him.

If it cannot be proven, it means that Wanghaidaoge is short-sighted and looks down on Xiaoguanpai's background. Although this is a fact, he does not want Wanghaidaoge to become a snack for those low-class people.

Thinking of this, Jiaoyu quickly wrote down a line of determination on the paper, folded the paper into a crane, and then said: "Go to Fang Da Lecturer's place..."

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