Martial Arts: Begin a Life Simulator

　　Just running a few steps, Lin Jingzhe turned into a giant ten meters tall.

　　The long steel pole in his hand that looked thick and large at the moment looked much smaller, but it was just right in his hand.

　　"Dangdangdangdang..."

　　The long pole in his hand turned into a pitch-black long stick, which was danced by Lin Jingzhe, and the crossbow bolts that came from the blast were suddenly knocked out.

　　However, Lin Jingzhe didn't stop. He held a long pole and charged towards the enemy in the distance. He was ten meters tall, like a god and demon. Before Da Song's soldiers could react, Lin Jingzhe rushed towards the enemy. Has rushed to the side of the army.

　　"Oh!"

　　In front of Lin Jingzhe, the soldiers who were originally tall were like rabbits compared to Lin Jingzhe.

　　Lin Jingzhe swept away the long pole in his hand, and dozens of people were instantly knocked out.

　　Those who were closer were directly blown up.

　　"Bang bang bang!"

　　Lin Jingzhe's speed was too fast.

　　The soldiers of the Song Dynasty didn't even have time to scream, and they were knocked out by Lin Jingzhe with one blow after another.

　　In a few breaths, Lin Jingzhe opened a road of several hundred meters in the army formation of the Song Dynasty.

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　　Everywhere he went, he was completely covered by corpses along the way.

　　"Run!"

　　"God descended!"

　　...

　　Hundreds of thousands of people were so frightened by Lin Jingzhe that they stood in place, until Lin Jingzhe was about to approach the position of the central army, and the soldiers of the Song Dynasty who were stunned in place did not react.

　　With their heads blank, they have completely lost the ability to fight, and the fear in their hearts has taken over all of them, and there are only two words left in their hearts, that is, escape.

　　Soon, the entire Song Dynasty army became a mess, and the soldiers even dropped their weapons and took off their armor in order to run faster.

　　"It's over, it's over."

　　At the rear of the Great Song army, the commander-in-chief of the Great Song National Division watched Lin Jingzhe transformed into a ten-meter giant and rushed over.

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　　He knew he had lost completely.

　　Lin Jingzhe defeated an army of [-] with his own power. If he hadn't seen the process with his own eyes, he would have even dreamed of it.

　　When he was about to seal the victory, things would turn out like this.

　　"God is unfair."

　　"God is going to kill my Song Dynasty."

　　...

　　Seeing Lin Jingzhe slowly walking towards this side, the middle-aged scribe knew that he would probably not survive today.

　　With a "keng", he pulled out the matching sword from his waist, and immediately placed it on top of his neck.

　　Lin Jingzhe held the long pole in his hand and slowly walked towards the supreme commander of Song Dynasty. Behind him, the army of Daming Kingdom had followed his charge.

　　Although the hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were very afraid to see Lin Jingzhe transformed into a ten-meter giant, they were more fanatical and in awe.

　　If they thought that Lin Jingzhe was a god-like person in the past, then at this moment, they had completely believed that Lin Jingzhe was a god.

　　The morale of the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty has also been raised to an unprecedented height, and they can follow the gods to fight. For them, they can simply take it out and brag for generations.

　　Lin Jingzhe stood beside the middle-aged scribe, looking at the man in front of him who was not even knee-high, he put the sword across his neck, and he took another step after not seeing him for a long time.

　　He couldn't help but slightly arched the corners of his mouth.Xi.

Chapter 172

　　"Please spare my life."

　　"I know all the military arrangements of the Song Dynasty."

　　Looking at Lin Jingzhe in front of him, the long sword in the middle-aged scholar's hand fell to the ground with a bang.

　　Immediately, he also knelt in front of Lin Jingzhe and began to beg Lin Jingzhe.

　　"Crack."

　　Looking at the middle-aged scribe kneeling in front of him, Lin Jingzhe stepped on the middle-aged scribe without any hesitation.

　　Immediately, he was trampled to death.

　　As for Lin Jingzhe, he didn't care about the military deployment at all. As a literati, he didn't have the slightest literati spirit. In Lin Jingzhe's opinion, he didn't deserve to live.

　　Since he didn't like middle-aged scribes, why should he keep middle-aged scribes unsightly?

　　Therefore, it is directly trampled to death.

　　'It seems that there is no need to continue the shot. '

　　Lin Jingzhe glanced around, and he looked like a hill at the moment, who was in the state of the third-order warrior of three-five-zero.

　　Originally, Lin Jingzhe wanted to fight with the soldiers around him to see how strong he was in the third rank, but just after he transformed, he discovered that the soldiers of the Song Dynasty had the courage to even rush to him. of disappeared.

　　Not to mention, fight him normally.

　　Seeing that the Ming army had already started chasing the defeated Great Song army, the great Song experts who had been knocked to the ground by themselves were quickly brought under control.

　　Lin Jingzhe picked up the long pole in his hand and started walking back.

　　. . . . . .

　　"Is this his true strength?"

　　Dongfang Invincible, with a sullen face, was supported by members of the Sun and Moon Sect and sat on a large rock.

　　He had fought against Duan Yu, Xu Zhu and Murong Fu before, but he was defeated by the siege of everyone. He was injured and had to leave the battlefield. At this moment, when he saw Lin Jingzhe who was like a demon in the distance, Dongfang Invincible knew that he had completely lost. .

　　In the face of such Lin Jingzhe, no matter how confident he is, he still cannot raise any thoughts of confrontation.

　　All his calculations, facing Lin Jingzhe's absolute strength, seemed extremely pale and powerless at this moment.

　　Remembering that he had planned to target Lin Jingzhe, Dongfang Invincible felt like a joke.

　　'He must be a god. '

　　Taking the water handed over by his subordinates, Dongfang was undefeated, and he became more and more certain that Lin Jingzhe must be the reincarnation of a god.

　　Otherwise, how could he change from a nobody to what he is now in half a year.

　　Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a lot better.

　　Not just him.

　　Almost everyone on the battlefield turned their eyes to Lin Jingzhe involuntarily.

　　On the edge of the battlefield, on a wooden platform where the snare drum is placed.

　　"That guy is too big."

　　Ren Yingying looked at Lin Jingzhe who was walking back and forth in the battlefield.

　　It took a long time for her to recover.

　　Looking at Lin Jingzhe's appearance, she couldn't help but have two red clouds on her face.

　　Because of the relatively high standing, from Lin Jingzhe fighting with various masters of the Song Dynasty, to the end, Lin Jingzhe rushed into the crowd.

　　She could see clearly everything that happened.

　　In particular, the scene where Lin Jingzhe waved the pitch-black long pole in his hand and scared the [-]-strong army of the Song Dynasty to pieces was deeply imprinted in her mind, and she probably would never forget it in this lifetime.

　　"General, wake up."

　　Just when Ren Yingying blushed and looked at Lin Jingzhe in a daze, she was interrupted by a sound.

　　Look in the direction the sound came from.

　　Ren Yingying couldn't help but smile.

　　On the edge of the platform.

　　"General, we won."

　　Ma Pingchuan was surrounded by several doctors, and after some golden needle conditioning, he finally woke up.

　　In a daze, he opened his eyes and looked at the beaming doctor. It took him a while to calm down: "What did you say?"

　　"we won?"

　　The doctor's words made Ma Pingchuan, who had been overworked, stunned for a while.

　　After reacting, he got up from the ground and grabbed the doctor's face excitedly, his face was full of disbelief.

　　"Cough cough... General, look."

　　Being held by Ma Pingchuan, the doctor was a little breathless. He coughed a few times and pointed to Lin Jingzhe who came back from a distance: "Sect Master Lin, it is a god descended from the earth."

　　"He scared all those people away by himself."

　　Following the direction pointed by the doctor, Ma Pingchuan slowly turned his head and looked at Lin Jingzhe's huge figure in the distance, as well as the many soldiers behind him who were chasing the deserters of the Song Dynasty.

　　He opened his mouth and said nothing for a long time.

　　. . . . . .

　　A month later.

　　After Lin Jingzhe defeated the soldiers of Song Dynasty...  

　　His life became calm again.

　　And the territory occupied by the Ming Dynasty in the small world has more than doubled because of the defeat of the Song Dynasty.

　　In addition to those captured by the Song Dynasty's army, the rest were beaten back to their original world.