Superman's Journey

Chapter 23

People always believe what they want to believe, just like now.

Even though they knew that it was not easy for Zheng Shanao to be the guarantor for Lincoln, under the influence of various factors such as age and psychology, most of them were more optimistic about Martial Master Zhao than Lincoln.

As Zheng Shanao said, Tianjin people tolerate Tianjin people.

The invisible xenophobia has already started at this time, but everything is only left on the dark side.

On the stage, Lincoln confronted the warrior surnamed Zhao.

As I said before, Lincoln put one hand behind his back with a calm expression, leaving only one hand hanging, and stood still in a posture full of flaws, completely ignoring Martial Master Zhao.

As if aware of this silent contempt, Martial Master Zhao's eyes became sharper. He didn't do anything to push back, and just picked a weapon that was convenient for him from the shelf full of various weapons.

He held tightly the weapon that was enough to leave blood on anyone's body, his muscles tensed, and then a burst of strength broke out, and the whole person rushed towards Lincoln like an arrow from the string.

Taking three steps and taking two steps, Martial Master Zhao was already close to Lincoln in a short moment. With a slight movement of his wrist, the sharp blade wiped off Lincoln's body mercilessly.

This posture is no longer like a sparring, but more like a life-and-death struggle.

Lincoln also didn't know the conflict between the stupid man in front of him and himself, but he would never show mercy when dealing with this kind of person who wanted to kill him and had already put it into practice.

With a slight movement of his feet to get away from the harmless blade, Lincoln hit casually with the palm of his hand, and precisely hit Martial Master Zhao's throat.

As soon as his breath was cut off, Martial Master Zhao's movements froze in an instant, and taking advantage of this short interval, Lincoln tapped his knees with both feet in succession.

click-

Two crisp sounds sounded almost at the same time, and everyone in the audience felt that Wushi Zhao's knees had been kicked to pieces in a flash.

After losing his feet, Lincoln still kept moving his hands. His palms were like eagle claws, and he grabbed the arm of the martial artist surnamed Zhao from behind. With a little force, there was another crisp sound of bone shattering.

The heart-piercing pain made Martial Master Zhao's face flush instantly, and he collapsed on the ground like a ball of mud, roaring out of his mouth, but he could no longer utter a single word.

Lincoln's previous slap not only took his breath away, but also his ability to speak.

Both feet are severed, and he can only hear and see but cannot make a sound. If this master Zhao has the rest of his life, he is even worse than a beggar on the street.

For Zhao Wushi, who was about to kill him if he disagreed, Lincoln didn't kill him, but this punishment made him feel more uncomfortable than killing him.

Stay on the front line, so we can meet afterward?nonexistent!

Not to mention whether he will come to this world again in the future, even if he can, the native chickens and dogs who came to provoke him before the door opened are not worthy of him to stay in the front line.

On the stage, the pain and despair of ruining his future occupied Martial Master Zhao's entire heart. His body was twitching on the ground, and the anger towards Lincoln in his heart had reached an unprecedented level.

But at this moment, no one cared about him anymore.

Lincoln wouldn't care about his defeat, and the martial arts gyms in the audience wouldn't care about him either.

A useless person may be set as a role model in a short period of time, but after a long time, the end can only be "suicide".

When it comes to injuring people, it injures others. Lincoln's completely ruthless attitude made everyone in the audience look bad.

Master Zhao was indeed angry and impulsive for no reason, but he was also one of them. A young bird was beaten and disabled. They were dissatisfied with Master Zhao and Lincoln in their hearts.

A ceremony that should have been festive ended because of an unfriendly exchange of ideas. With Master Zhao on the ground, the group left in a hurry, not even thinking about drinking another sip of hot tea.

Those martial artists with angry faces made the surrounding people a little curious, but looking at the opened martial arts gym, no one dared to enter.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Sirin hesitated to find this remote martial arts school with the ocean.

Seeing Xilin walk into the dark martial arts hall, Qian Er, who had been staring outside, chuckled, and said to Sun San beside him, "Look, there really is someone who doesn't know what to do."

"That's right." Sun San also nodded cheerfully: "Now in Tianjin, who doesn't know the conflicts between this martial arts gym and those individuals, dare to enter the martial arts gym, tsk tsk tsk, I'm afraid there will be bad days in the future."

There was some regret in the tone of the two, and then they hurried back to report the letter.

"Take an apprentice, or a woman?"

"Hmph, I thought he was some kind of unusual character, but it seems that he is no different from those boxers from other places, and it is also for the sake of fame."

"Since he can rely on Master Zhao to make a name for himself, then we can also rely on him to make a name for himself. Find a time and send a disciple to our door to compete. I'd like to see how he has the nerve to stay in Tianjin when his disciple loses."

"The time can't be too short, and it can't be too long, just three months later, and hold a martial arts federation in three months."

"This time, let him lose his face in front of everyone."

"Have you thought about it?"

"Think it over." Looking at Lincoln with a smile on his face, Sirin nodded heavily.

Few of those who came to Tianjin from their hometown had no ambition in their hearts, not to mention that Lincoln didn't look like a bad guy at first glance, which gave Xilin a little courage.

After thinking all night, she finally made a decision: "Please teach me."

"If you want to learn, of course I will teach you." Lincoln led her into the backyard: "But I have to make it clear to you first that my methods are not easy to learn, and the process will be very painful. You must persist, and you can only persist. "

"I see!"

"Very good, have ambition." Lincoln nodded, and then patted a piece of paper in front of her: "Then start from the above. 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, 10 kilometers a day long run."

"Persist for the last month first to see if your physical fitness is up to standard."

"Yes!"

Of course, letting Sirin exercise is not just for exercising, mainly because there are some things that Lincoln needs to improve.

For example, improve the improved version of Dafa Borrowing Magic Power again, and by the way, make a new one that ordinary people can bear based on the super soldier serum.

It all takes time, but a month is enough.

A month later, the golden string is still not full, and Lincoln has taken the lead in completing the general education version of the new meditation method.

When Lincoln put the blank paper recording the method of magic power cultivation in front of Sirin, the tea soup girl who had never seen the world was stunned.

She carefully read both sides of the cultivation method written on the white paper, and then looked at Lincoln stupidly: "Master, isn't this what was written in those novels? Aren't these all fake?"

"Of course what they wrote is false, but what I wrote is true." Lincoln said, tapping his finger in the air.

Relying on his powerful control over magic power, the golden light floated in the air like a thread. With a light flick of his finger, the seemingly soft golden thread tightened instantly, piercing through the bricks and stones in the distance in an instant.

Seeing the golden light gradually dissipating from Lincoln's hand, and looking at the bricks and stones in the distance, Sirin was completely dumbfounded.

Sirin: I thought I was here to learn martial arts, but it turned out that I came to cultivate immortality?

(End of this chapter)