The Sims of the Realms

Chapter 18 The world is tough
"Young people don't talk about martial arts!"

Lin Weiran looked at them and sneered, in fact, the best way to fight, even the best way to fight between the two armies, is the same.

That is to fight more with less!
Never out of date.

It is not a joke to beat the master to death with random punches, not to mention that these people are either holding sticks or machetes in their hands.

Compared to them, Wang Cheng is the real warrior, but his eyes are already blind, and his Bajiquan skills are useless.

"Hack him to death! Avenge the elder brother!"

The young man nicknamed Mazi said viciously, Lin Weiran leaned forward, swung his shoulders, elbowed him on the chest, and grabbed him with his backhand.

He easily grabbed the machete.

Ding!Lin Weiran flicked the blade lightly!
"That's not how knives are used!"

There are two sentences in Wing Chun:

There is no double shot of the knife, and no double sound of the stick!

This is the treasure of the town school of Wing Chun, with eight chopping knives and 06:30 sticks, with infinite power.

Wang Cheng had already lost his combat power, and Lin Weiran didn't even need two swords to deal with these people, he could use both swords and single swords in the eight-cutting sword method.

Lin Weiran kicked away the pockmarks, stepped forward, held the knife in one hand, exerted force with his wrist, stabbing, marking, pecking, and picking with ease.

"You don't even know how to use knives, so you come out to chop people?"

Lin Weiran turned extremely fast, and his movement range was small, and a backhand knife that was unexpected would often cut down a person with one pick.

When someone hacked him, Lin Weiran turned back as soon as he touched him with the knife, and at the same time used his strength to keep up. The forehand knife and the backhand knife were all bloody.

"That's it? Garbage! Who else!"

Lin Weiran was blood-stained and his face was hideous.

There were already seven or eight people lying on the ground, wailing endlessly. As soon as the words fell, a machete fell on the ground. Lin Weiran took advantage of the moonlight and strode like a meteor... to make up the knife.

Mazi looked at his figure, clenched his fists, and there was only fear on his face. Every knife Lin Weiran swung hit everyone.

.........

"Wei Ran! You are back!"

The fire spread, and many people were fighting the fire.

Lin Yiqi was finally relieved to see him come back, Zou Rong had woken up a long time ago, and now he hugged Lin Weiran in his arms.

"Son! It's our fault that hurt you, but how can you fight them hard! If something happens to you, how can we survive..."

"Mom, I'm fine..."

"You are too risky this time, Wang Cheng is considered a mighty fighter in Lan Dao Qianmen, how long have you practiced to dare to seek revenge from him!
Fortunately, he still behaved well, and he didn't hurt his family, and didn't do anything to you. "Lin Qi couldn't help complaining that Lin Weiran was too impulsive.

"What can he do with me?" Lin Weiran was surprised, "That king city will definitely die, and seven or eight of his subordinates were also sent to see the King of Hades."

Lin Yiqi: "???"

"Is what you said true?"

Lin Yiqi couldn't help being silent for a moment.

Son, do I have a suggestion you want to hear? "

Lin Weiran suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Lin Yiqi said with an excited face: "How about you come to be the father's general? Then we will be a family of three, and we will be able to cross the road..."

"Stop!"

Lin Weiran couldn't bear it anymore.

"No! I don't agree!" It was Zou Rong who said, "What kind of life are we living, how dare you drag your son into the water!"

"I'm just proposing..."

Lin Yiqi's voice was extremely weak.

Lin Weiran said in a deep voice: "I have said long ago that my ambition in this life is martial arts. Dad, Mom, Xiangjiang, you can't stay any longer. Let's live in another place."

Zou Rong nodded: "I have had this idea for a long time, your father insisted on staying in Xiangjiang, and I couldn't bear to leave you alone in Xiangjiang.

Now that you have grown up, your dad and I are ready to leave, son, your dad and I are sorry for you and put you in danger..."

Seeing her slightly red eyes, Lin Weiran couldn't help but said: "I understand you, there are always some things you can't help yourself."

"Little boy, why are you so old-fashioned, I didn't know you thought you were our father." Lin Yiqi muttered in a low voice.

Lin Weiran couldn't help it,

"You can call me daddy."

Lin Yiqi: "..."

Not only was he almost burned to death when he went home for no reason, but Lin Yiqi still wanted to be his thug. This father is too useless as a son.

After this incident, Lin Yiqi and the two were completely wilted, not to mention their clean faces, and in the end they had no choice but to accept the money Lin Weiran brought back.

.........

In the afternoon, Lin Weiran returned to the martial arts hall.

The first thing he did when he returned to the residence was to check out the room. He would not be able to afford the luxury practice room of two hundred yuan a month in two months.

At least you can save some money.

The superior life in the past is gone forever. Now, while practicing martial arts, Lin Weiran also needs to earn money to support herself.

"The world is difficult~"

Lin Weiran was lying in a room that was nearly twice as small, a little bit embarrassed, Lin Yiqi and the others decided to go to the country, hoping they would not go to Las Vegas.

But with Lin Qi's virtue...

Lin Weiran could probably guess what happened.

Bang bang bang!
"Junior brother, open the door, it's me!"

When Lin Weiran heard the voice, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and opened the door, and it was indeed the elder brother, and Liang Ting also came over.

"Brother, how do you know that I live here?"

Lin Weiran couldn't help asking.

"It's not interesting if we don't ask us to help you move. This place is pretty big for one person to sleep in." Sitting on a chair, the eldest brother said casually.

"Junior Brother, we heard from Master that we were looking for you, but we found out that you had moved away. Later, we found out that you had moved here from that aunt."

Liang Ting said, "Who doesn't have an accident, if you have any difficulties, just ask, my senior brother and I will help you."

Lin Weiran was moved.

"Although your dream of inheriting dozens of houses has been completely shattered, it doesn't matter, it just allows you to concentrate on learning martial arts."

Liang Ting said with a suppressed smile.

Lin Weiran could see it, and this fellow held a grudge, "Is that a dream? Do you know how much the 50 houses in Xiangjiang will be worth in decades?"

"How much is it worth?"

These days, who doesn't have a house in Xiangjiang.

"It's hard to buy a thousand dollars! If you have the opportunity to stock up on a few more apartments, the ones on Hong Kong Island are even better." Lin Weiran said sincerely.

Liang Ting didn't care much.

"I'll talk about it later, as long as the house is enough to live in."

"In the past few years, more and more people from other places have come to Xiangjiang, and housing prices are indeed rising. What the younger brother said makes sense."

The big brother said seriously.

"Don't talk about that, what do you plan to do in the future?" Liang Ting looked at Lin Weiran and said, "I'm going to find a place to open a martial arts gym after leaving the teacher."

"I didn't think about it, what about senior brother?"

"I won't go out anymore. Master is getting old and needs me for many things. Besides, I'm not as young as you."

"Actually, I really want to see those bottom-of-the-box skills from various schools and schools, and improve myself through learning from each other.

You don’t know that someone set fire to my house in the middle of the night, I met a Bajiquan practitioner, and I had a fight with him, and I felt that Bajiquan was too strong..."

The two looked at each other,

"Didn't you say this earlier?"

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(End of this chapter)