Superman's Journey

Chapter 29
Every era has its own theme and background.

The theme and background of this world's original era should be war and the rise of nations. In this chaotic world, all walks of life have sprung up like mushrooms, presenting an alternative illusion of prosperity.

But it's different now.

Martial arts do not have the strength to speak in front of machine guns, but spells do. The sun is high in the sky, and even borrowing one ten-billionth of its power is enough to change the pattern of the entire earth.

Lincoln hadn't originally planned to do this, but now he's changed his mind.

The golden chain that seemed to block the space was slowly lifted, and the ubiquitous energy pressure gradually faded away, but everyone kneeling on the ground did not dare to make any rash moves.

It wasn't until Lincoln waved his hand that they walked out the door in mournful embarrassment.

Lincoln didn't ask them to give an answer right away, but it also prevented them from being obedient and contradictory. Action is the answer, either life or death.

In the room, seeing several people leave, Zheng Shanao breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Lincoln: "Master Lin is planning to make a big move?"

"Well." Lincoln nodded calmly: "Originally, I just wanted to wander around in this world, but now it seems that learning art, martial arts, and even literature can't change the world."

"Coping violence with violence is the best and easiest way."

Zheng Shanao stared at Lincoln and pondered for a moment: "Are you going to teach your skills abroad? How many people are you going to accept?"

"It's not decided yet." Lincoln chuckled: "There is no good or bad power, but people have it. I have to make sure that people who have gained power will not do evil, at least not now."

"I know some people from the dojo." Zheng Shan'ao pondered for a moment and said, "In terms of fighting skills, they may not be better than martial arts, but those who can meditate on the mountain, their character and character should not be much worse, otherwise, I'll help you get in touch."

Courtesy to people, there must be something to ask for.

Lincoln did not extend the topic, but looked at Zheng Shanao and laughed: "You want to learn too?"

Zheng Shanao was startled for a moment, then there was a gleam of joy in his eyes, and he nodded heavily: "I think!"

According to Lin Xiwen, Zheng Shanao is also spineless, but he has the weakness of reputation, and he is still an old man with few days to live.

These two points alone are enough to make him work for Lincoln with all his heart.

Being able to sit on the top chair in Tianjin for many years, Zheng Shanao must have the ability. With him in charge, Lincoln will save a lot of trouble, at least he doesn't need to worry about contacting many ashrams and organizing things.

In the city of Tianjin, the movements of the masters of eighteen martial arts gyms cannot be concealed from those who are interested.

Since the exchange meeting that day, everyone in Tianjin who has a little spare time has been staring at Wu Xing.

Without him, they don't believe that people in martial arts will suffer a lot in silence, and want to see how the follow-up will develop in the future.

Seeing that the gate of Zheng Shan'ao's mansion was reopened, the people in Tianjin immediately reacted.

"Look, look, look, it's all out, it's all out."

"No, this seems to be missing someone? I remember there were eighteen people when I came here, why are there only seventeen people now? Is there someone else? Did you see that he came out early?"

"I didn't see it, maybe it was left behind and came out later?"

"I don't know, but looking at the faces of the masters of the martial arts gym, they don't seem to be very good-looking, and their bodies are still a little dirty? Did you do something inside?"

"who cares!"

Someone didn't care: "I wonder now, what are they going to do next?"

Hearing this, some good people joined in: "Let me tell you, that new martial artist is going to be unlucky. Who in Tianjin doesn't know that the Martial Arts Alliance is domineering, and an outsider brushed their face. This matter can't end easily !"

"Either, Zhang Daji has to be shut down in his martial arts gym; or, he can only watch that one day he accidentally loses his life!"

"Isn't it?"

"Why not? You are optimistic about it!"

"I do not believe."

"If you don't believe me, why don't you take a gamble? If you win, I'll kneel on the ground and call you grandpa. If you lose a piece of ocean."

"Bah! Let's live your mother's dream! Grandpa is worth an ocean? You give me an ocean, and I will immediately kneel down and call you grandpa!"

The public opinion of the people can't affect the high-level people, and the people who really pay attention to this matter are sitting in the magnificent room at this time.

Lin Xiwen, one of Zheng Shanao's apprentices, originally he should be regarded as a martial artist, but since he became the adjutant of the governor of other provinces, he has called himself a member of the military circle in front of others.

Zheng Shanao did not regard Lin Xiwen as his true disciple, which caused some subtle emotional changes in Lin Xiwen's heart.

Today is an era of chaos in the world. Lin Xiwen thought early on that the current martial arts model would not last long. If Wu wants to continue to exist, the future is to integrate into the military.

He had wanted to replace Tianjin's martial arts for a while, but he never found a suitable time and opportunity.

But now, he seemed to see an opportunity, although the opportunity seemed vague, making him unable to see the truth behind the matter.

For ordinary people, it may be necessary to weigh risks and benefits, but Lin Xiwen is different. He knows people in martial arts, and his status is not low.

After pondering for a moment, Lin Xiwen glanced at the assistant beside him: "I want to see Zou Rong, you can arrange it."

"Yes." The assistant with a cold face nodded and walked out the door.

"Adjutant Lin wants to see me?" Zou Rong looked at the indifferent assistant: "Have you ever said what it is?"

"No." The assistant shook his head slightly: "I just wanted to meet you."

Although he didn't get an actual answer, Zou Rong felt that this matter should be related to what happened recently, so he couldn't help but remain silent.

She wasn't thinking about whether or not to see Lin Xiwen, unless she wanted to offend the warlord, Lin Xiwen had to.

What she is thinking now is whether or not Lin Xiwen and the warlord forces behind him should be brought in.

Their martial arts people are at most wielding iron weapons, and they can't make a big impact, so they are in an absolutely suppressed position in front of Lincoln, but the warlords are different, those people have guns and cannons.

From pistols to rifles to artillery, the power of warlords is much greater than their martial arts.

Their martial arts people can't deal with Lincoln, that's because they are weak, if they are replaced by warlords with long guns and artillery
While thinking about it, Zou Rong felt a little movement in his heart.

She admitted that the methods Lincoln displayed were indeed worthy of fear, but she did not believe that anyone in this world could withstand the bombardment of long guns and artillery.

If she can do it cleanly, maybe she can attract the warlord and Lincoln to face-to-face conflicts, and at the same time pick herself out?
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