Comprehensive martial arts begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 170 An Ephemera Shakes a Big Tree【Please subscribe · Ask for a monthly ticket】

The next day, in the Kendo Gym.

Qi Lin stepped onto the stage and was about to give a lecture. A room was filled with hundreds of people, all of whom came from both sides of the Yellow River.

These people are either masters of the rivers and lakes on both sides of the strait, or they are sons and masters of extraordinary background.

In short, this first lecture is not for lectures, but for the purpose of gaining fame. Ordinary people cannot enter this occasion.

From the very beginning, Qi Lin didn't intend to teach ordinary people martial arts here, but left these things to bad people to do.

The people below looked at Qi Lin who came up to the stage in white, and they all showed disdain and mocked in a low voice.

"It seems that this person is just a lucky person!"

"This old man has crossed both sides of the Yellow River, and I have never seen such a weak and strong man."

……

These people were actually not sure about Qi Lin's ability, but they didn't want Li Xingyun, the subjugated emperor, to take the limelight, so they chose to utter derogatory words on purpose, and let their mouths pass before they spoke.

Qi Lin saw through the thoughts of these people and coughed lightly, but it seemed like a thunder rang in everyone's ears.

Immediately, the sword aura rolled all over the ground like the wind. Although it was invisible, everyone still felt the sword aura on their throats. Realizing that the young man in front of him was not easy to mess with, they immediately closed their mouths.

What a bunch of bastards, you won't know until you teach me a lesson
Seeing that these people were still acquainted, Qi Lin waved away the sword energy in the room, and then said:

"Since everyone is here to listen to the lecture, you must learn to obey the rules. I won't let you call me a teacher, but you must at least learn what is polite."

"There are many talented people on both sides of the Yellow River. Although your Excellency has the emperor's endorsement, if you want to gain a firm foothold here, you can't do it without showing your real skills."

The troublemaker immediately stood up, and when he opened his mouth, he saw the rivers and lakes on both sides of the Yellow River.

In fact, everyone knows that with the decline of the Xuanming Sect, the territory on both sides of the Yellow River has been completely occupied by the Tongwen Museum. No matter what they think in their hearts, they still question Qi Lin's strength.

For a few seconds, he forgot the sharpness of the sword energy just now.

Qi Lin ignored the nonsense and looked at the man who stood up.

He was wearing a white scholar's uniform, his hair was also white, and he looked full of smiles, as if humans and animals were harmless.

But Qi Lin recognized this person as Li Cunli, who will be Shi Jingtang in the future.

And behind him stood the three masters, Baye, Barr, and Bago, and they looked quite deceptive.

"What do you want to do? Everyone is a person of status, so you can't act like a juggler in front of everyone, right?"

Qi Lin looked down on the future emperor.

In the chaotic era of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, it is not a bad person to be ambitious, and it is not so shameful to use the power of foreigners, but if you cannot maintain the initiative and send yourself in, that is the act of a clown.

Li Cunli didn't know what Qi Lin thought. Although he had ambitions at the moment, he didn't have the ambition to aspire to the throne, because he lived completely dependent on Li Siyuan.

Therefore, what he wants to do most now is to fulfill the orders of his eldest brother.

"I'm not a master, but I have some experience in swordsmanship. If you don't mind, I will compete in swordsmanship."

In such a world of martial arts, swordsmanship has a special meaning, that is, one cannot use one's internal strength, but only competes with sword skills.

Before setting off, Li Siyuan repeatedly explained Qi Lin's terror. He was deeply impressed by the several fights in Miaojiang, and he still had lingering fears in his heart.

Li Cunli is a cautious person, although he practiced martial arts, he is more of a politician, seeing that Li Siyuan was so afraid, he had no intention of giving it a try.

He thought of raising Qi Lin first, using his reputation to restrain his actions, and then proposed such a competition without internal force.

Without internal strength, the two stood on the same starting line, and Li Cunli felt that he would not lose too badly.

He is not a warrior, and he doesn't care about winning or losing, as long as people on both sides of the Yellow River don't realize Qi Lin's true terrifying strength, that's enough.

"Inner strength is the result of self-cultivation. It is the strength of a warrior. Is there any reason not to use it?"

Li Xingyun stepped forward and said on behalf of Qi Lin: "That person doesn't use internal force when fighting to the death, as long as one of them stands up, I agree to this matter."

In the process of reorganizing bad people, Li Xingyun gradually developed the aura of a superior, coupled with the invisible power brought by the title of emperor, no one dared to stand up and refute.

Li Cunli squinted his eyes, feeling vigilant in his heart, he didn't expect that Li Xingyun would have such a change in just a few months, with the majesty of an emperor.

Looking at the bad people guarding around, he felt that he should create some accidents and make them disappear.

"Don't be so nervous!"

Qi Lin spoke at this moment, and made a final decision: "Since I opened a museum to accept disciples, I naturally have to show some skills. Otherwise, why would I let others die for me?"

"Dare to ask your name?"

Qi Lin stood up, his momentum soaring, and everyone felt that there was a mountain in front of them, and they couldn't even breathe smoothly.

Li Cunli was extremely nervous, and realized that something was wrong, his palms were covered with sweat, and he insisted, "It's easy to say, Li Cunli, Mr. Qi, please give me advice!"

Qi Lin nodded, waved to the bad people around him, borrowed his sword, and then said to Li Cunli: "My swords are sharp weapons that cut iron like mud. For the sake of fairness, I only use this An iron sword."

Everyone felt that Qi Lin was really a bit arrogant, that he didn't use his internal strength, and even abandoned the magic weapon. Do you really think Li Cunli is easy to bully?

In an instant, these guys who were used to being high above the ground changed. They hoped that Li Cunli would win and pull Qi Lin down so that he would not step on their heads.

Li Cunli greeted these people on weekdays, how could he not know his plan, and cursed in his heart, a bunch of bastards who only push others out to die.

Standing on it, Qi Lin had a panoramic view of their intrigue, and felt that they should all be destroyed humanely, and they were completely worthless in saving.

Holding the long sword in his hand, he walked into the open space that everyone made way for.

Li Cunli waited for work with ease, staring closely at Qi Lin who was walking towards him, calculating the distance between the two, and then suddenly swung his soft sword.

Like the core of a poisonous snake, the slender soft sword thrust out suddenly, attacking Qi Lin's eyes.

The soft sword pays attention to quickness and suddenness, which is suitable for Li Cunli's forbearing character.

Qi Lin flicked his wrist, and the long sword was faster than the soft sword, blocking the stabbing soft sword.

Li Cunli immediately changed his tactics, trying to use the softness of the soft sword to bypass the long sword and attack other parts.

The muscles in Qi Lin's arm exploded violently, and the long sword in his hand turned into a silver light, intercepting the attack of the soft sword.

Li Cunli was shocked, he didn't expect that the other party could do this with only his body, so he could only retreat.

Without the blessing of internal strength, the soft sword has no ability to block.

Qi Lin smiled slightly, and continued to swing the long sword in his hand, forming a flash of silver light.

Li Cunli's soft sword quickly shattered into several pieces.

Qi Lin put the long sword around Li Cunli's neck and asked, "Now, should I decide whether to kill you?"

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