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Chapter 145 Are You Rich?

On the Tangmen practice field.

The duel between Chen Ling and the mysterious swordsman attracted countless people at once.

The reason why Lin Mo is called a full-natured mysterious swordsman is because there is so little news about Lin Mo, so little to almost no.

Like it just appeared out of nowhere.

It's not that no one suspects that the Yu Wentuo used by Lin Mo is a fake identity, but they compared all the sword masters on the outside of the circle, and they couldn't find a character like Yu Wentuo.

What's more, being able to pierce Tang Miaoxing's body full of poison with a single sword, no one doubted his sword skills.

"Zhang Chulan, where do you think that Yu Wentuo came from?" Lu Linglong's entire face was swollen and wrapped in many loops of medical gauze. Just looking at her head, she looked very much like a mummy.

Zhang Chulan seemed to be thinking about something, but Lu Linglong came back to her senses and said, "Three possibilities."

"Which three?"

Lu Lin became interested, and stood beside Feng Baobao, admiring her peerless beauty secretly.

No way, the more you look at it, the more it suits your taste.

"One, which sword master's disciple is the opponent?"

"Second, the other party is self-taught, or is a family-inspired swordsmanship. He hasn't come out to make a living before, so there is no clue."

"Three, this Yu Wentuo may have been an ordinary person before, and his name may also be fake."

Lu Linglong and Lu Lin were taken aback for a moment, they could understand the first two, but what was going on with the third.

"Alian, explain to me clearly."

Zhang Chulan thought for a while but did not hide it, and told them what Ma Xianhong had done before, as well as his guesses.

"Fit furnace?"

"Can ordinary people become aliens?"

Lu Linglong exclaimed, "Could this be the terrifying aspect of the Eight Wonders? It's too heaven-defying."

If this allows Ma Xianhong to create a large number of aliens, it may really break the balance and once again set off an unprecedented war.

After finishing speaking, Lu Linglong suddenly showed a strange expression, looked at Zhang Chulan suspiciously, and said, "If it's really like what you said, why did the company let him join Quanxing and let him wander around?"

The company is not always in balance, how can it let such a big scourge.

"I don't know."

Zhang Chulan's expression changed slightly. As for the ghosts in the company and the people behind Ma Xianhong, the company has not caught them until now, and they have hidden them deeply enough.

More importantly, if Ma Xianhong launches the self-cultivation furnace project again, the company will definitely not let him go, and will definitely send someone to arrest Ma Xianhong, and if it is more serious, he may be killed.

This is what Zhang Chulan doesn't want to see.

It seems that he needs to find some time to chat with the old horse, and he can't let him make mistakes again and again.

Even though Ma Xianhong's starting point is good, it doesn't mean the result is good...

On the practice field.

Everyone consciously vacated an open space.

Holding a dagger in his hand, Chen Ling said nervously, "Senior...can we start?"

"bring it on."

Taking a deep breath, Chen Ling tried hard to recall the skills he usually practiced, and the dagger in his hand suddenly raised a ball of green and thick qi.

This dagger is a magic weapon, a gift from his master.

He hasn't refined his body to be full of poison, so he can only use this method to exert his power.

"Senior, be careful!"

Chen Ling shouted and rushed forward.

The dagger in his hand turned into a green glow, and it slashed straight towards Lin Mo's neck.

"Good speed."

Lin Mo easily dodged from one side of his body, and with a wave of the scabbard, he patted him lightly on the back.

Even though he had restrained his strength, Chen Ling still leaned forward and fell to the ground.

"Ouch--"

Some pain.

Getting up from the ground, Chen Ling continued to attack Lin Mo relentlessly.

But soon, Lin Mo discovered the problem.

Kicking him into the air, Lin Mo said solemnly: "Boy, your attack is too rigid, and you need to master all moves. From now on, forget any moves you have learned before, and I will attack you and defend!"

"Yes, senior."

Chen Ling quickly stood up from the ground, although he was tortured by blood, he didn't complain at all.

The attitude is very serious.

Naturally, Lin Mo would not be polite to him. Of course, he is a big customer after all, and only he knows how much water has been put in it.

"You're slow, haven't you been to junior high school? I don't know why the straight line is shorter than the diagonal line for the same distance?"

"Hurry up, if you want to become a real strong man, being beaten is only the first step. Only when you recognize the gap between yourself and the strong man will you have the motivation to pursue!"

"There are no natural geniuses in this world, only geniuses who work hard. Geniuses are just excuses for losers. You are working hard, but you must know that others may work harder than you in places you can't see."

"Same age, a little gap will be infinitely enlarged in the future."

"While you are young, stand up for me!"

At this moment, Lin Mo turned into a strict instructor, constantly using practical actions to educate Chen Ling as a student.

Even if his whole body was beaten black and blue.

Not only did Chen Ling not complain at all, but he was very grateful to Lin Mo in his heart.

Lin Mo looked serious on the surface, but his heart had already begun to feel dark.

I am so talented.

Not only did he beat him willingly, but he also paid him back money.

In the end, this unilateral massacre lasted for more than half an hour.

After Chen Ling fell to the ground exhausted, Lin Mo never made another move.

Standing with a sword in his arms, he has short, lean hair and bangs fluttering in the wind on his forehead.

With spirit in his eyes and unchanged complexion, he fully displayed the unique arrogance of a swordsman.

If it weren't for the extra rabbit in his hand, it would destroy this perfect artistic conception.

"Many... Thank you, senior, for your guidance."

Lin Mo said with a calm expression: "You don't need to thank us, we are just exchanging at equal value. Remember, you must get the money before I leave Tangmen, otherwise, I don't know what I will do."

The warning is also a warning.

After all, his current identity is a full-sex demon.

"Hey, I want to challenge you!"

Just when Lin Mo was about to leave, there was another young man who didn't want to live or die blocked his way.

Lin Mo stared at him with a cold face.

That invisible pressure rushed towards his face, as if he was about to draw his sword in the next second.

Zhang Chulan's body tensed up immediately, and she was always ready for rescue.

After all, Quan Xing cannot be viewed with the thinking of normal people, they are all a bunch of lunatics.

"Are you rich?" Lin Mo asked.

"I'll offer 50." The other party said confidently.

In his view, it was just a short-term battle, and 50 was already a sky-high price.

Hearing the sound, Lin Mo's attitude was instantly indifferent, without even looking at him, he said: "Childish, 50 also want to challenge me? All cats and dogs came here."

"That...Chen Ling, right? Tell him, how much did you pay for challenging me!"

Chen Ling reluctantly sat on the ground, scratching his head embarrassedly, "It's not a lot, just [-] million."

The people present were stunned for a moment.

One hundred million, you don't call that a lot?
You are afraid that you have misunderstood money.

Although most Tangmen disciples are not short of money, they are not so rich.

Sour, or citric acid.

Chen Ling's words made some people who were itching to challenge Lin Mo instantly lost their minds.

Too expensive to afford.

What's more, compared to the unknown Lin Mo, there is a more famous Ding Zhang'an here.

More importantly, challenging Ding Zhang'an does not require money, and he can prostitute for nothing.

However, at this moment, Ding Zhangan lost interest in them, and instead looked at Lin Mo excitedly.

Originally, he was going to find a chance to fight this swordsman.

There are not many swordsmen these days.

Blocking Lin Mo's way, Ding Zhang'an expressed his reason for coming, full of fighting spirit.

Lin Mo said: "Are you rich?"

Ding Zhangan said: "No."

"Why should I fight you if I have no money?"

"If you don't fight me, you won't be able to leave." Ding Zhangan said very bachelor.

Lin Mo's face darkened, he hated this kind of guy who didn't follow the routine like him the most.

He didn't think Ding Zhuan was teasing him.

This guy really walks the talk.

Unfortunately, he met Lin Mo today.

I saw Lin Mo pointing at Zhang Chulan, ready to bring disaster to the east, "Have you seen him, the uncrowned king of Luo Tian Dajiao, the successor of the origin of the body, and the next celestial master of Longhu Mountain."

"The old heavenly master is his master. I heard that you lost to the old heavenly master last time. Would the hero be afraid?"

"I'm just a nameless little swordsman, it's fine if I admit defeat, you go and challenge him."

Ding Zhangan: "..."

Unmoved, he said calmly: "He can't do it, he's too weak, and he's challenging him ten years later."

(End of this chapter)