Martial Arts: Begin a Life Simulator

　　His originally empty clothes suddenly became full, and the density of his muscles was rapidly increasing.

　　Lin Jingzhe clenched his fists slightly, he could feel the explosive power filling his body.

　　In addition, all the practice experiences of the nameless breathing method also appeared in the body of Lin Jingzhe's main world, and the running memory and muscle memory were completely reproduced in the body of Lin Jingzhe's main world.

　　'I don't know how strong I am now? '

　　Getting up from his bed, Lin Jingzhe moved his body slightly and looked out the window.

　　It was already evening, the sky was full of red clouds, and the sky began to darken slowly.

　　Although Lin Jingzhe's strength has been greatly improved after he acquired the breathing technique in the second simulation world, since he crossed over, Lin Jingzhe has not yet played against the original characters in Xiaoao Jianghu.

　　He didn't know what level of his own strength was at all, so after thinking for a while, Lin Jingzhe decided to wait and see what happened.

　　. . . . . .

　　"Why don't we just go in there?"

　　In an inn, a few short but fierce-faced men were eating tea by the window.

　　Sitting on the main seat is a young man wearing a blue Taoist robe with eyes like swords. He is one of the four talents in Qingcheng, Yu Renhao. The window facing the few people is the gate of the Fuwei Escort.

　　Hearing the question from his fellow junior and senior brother, Yu Renhao's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a playful smile, and said, "Isn't this kind of cat-and-mouse game very interesting?"

　　"Senior brother said very much, that kid yesterday was really weak."

　　"I couldn't even take a palm of my brother's hand, so I flew upside down."

　　Hearing Yu Renhao's words, several Qingcheng disciples who were with him began to echo: "A person like a mouse dares to rush out."

　　"It's getting dark."

　　Turning his head slightly, looking at the sun that was about to set in the west, Yu Renhao had an excited smile on his face: "I'll have a good time with those mice for a while."

　　"Come out and kill one."

　　Yu Renhao licked his lips, leaning back on the chair, rubbing the tea bowl in his hand, looking forward to the next action.

　　. . . . . .

　　"How is your injury?"

　　Lin Jingzhe was walking out of his house, and when he reached the courtyard of the Fuwei Security Bureau, he heard someone calling him. He turned his head, and Lin Jingzhe immediately recognized who it was.

　　It was Lin Pingzhi.

　　Lin Pingzhi, as one of the main characters in the world of Xiaoao Jianghu, is no stranger to Lin Jingzhe who has watched several versions of Xiaoao Jianghu.

　　Turning around, Lin Jingzhe slightly clasped his fists towards Lin Pingzhi, and said, "Thank you young dart for remembering, I'm fine now."

　　Lin Pingzhi can be regarded as a tragic figure.

　　Because he was too favored by Lin Zhennan since he was a child, he has lived a life of Zuoqianhuang and Right Qingcang since he was a child, and developed a arrogant character.

　　But Lin Pingzhi is arrogant and arrogant, but he has a chivalrous heart and likes to meddle in his own business, which led to a series of tragedies for him later.

　　"It's fine, if you have any difficulties, just say it."

　　Seeing Lin Jingzhe's calm expression, Lin Pingzhi nodded slightly. He looked at the location of the gate of Fuwei Escort with a trace of resentment in his eyes.

　　In the past few days, the guards of the Fuwei Escort have been beaten to death one after another, and they can't even get out of the door. If he hadn't worried about the safety of his parents, Lin Pingzhi really wanted to carry his sword and go to the Fuwei Escort outside. Enemy Rush.

　　Shaking his head slightly, Lin Pingzhi withdrew his gaze from the outside, took out a small white porcelain bottle from his arms, and threw it at Lin Jingzhe: "I took this secretly from the pharmacy, to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the yuan, presumably After eating, your injury can be completely harmless."

　　"This guy..."

　　Lin Jingzhe grabbed the medicine bottle thrown by Lin Pingzhi, looked at Lin Pingzhi's retreating back, and pondered slightly.

　　Although Lin Pingzhi was indeed a mess in terms of his work, in terms of life, Lin Jingzhe really had nothing to say about him. After putting away the medicine bottle, Lin Jingzhe started to walk into his room.

　　When he had just crossed over, Lin Jingzhe actually thought the most was how to leave the Fuwei Escort.

　　At that time, Lin Jingzhe and Lin Zhe didn't have the power to protect himself.

　　However, after two world simulations now, although Lin Jingzhe didn't know what level of strength he had reached, he was still confident in protecting himself in this incident.

　　'Lin Pingzhi? '

　　'interesting. '

　　Lin Jingzhe had no interest in the matter of Fuwei Escort at all.

　　But the matter of Lin Pingzhi giving medicine to his injured self just now made Lin Jingzhe change some thoughts.

　　Seeing that it was getting late, and feeling a little hungry, Lin Jingzhe followed the route he remembered and walked to the restaurant of the escort bureau. .

Chapter 14

　　"Father doesn't have to be so distressed, those people leave as soon as they leave."

　　In the restaurant of the escort bureau, Lin Pingzhi and his father were drinking. Lin Pingzhi looked at his father's frowning frown. He squeezed his chopsticks and creaked.

　　The escorts from the escort bureau just joined together and left the escort bureau together, ignoring even the slightest master-servant friendship.

　　"Why didn't you leave?"

　　Just when Lin Pingzhi was depressed, he saw Lin Jingzhe walk in from outside, but Lin Jingzhe did not leave with those people, which surprised Lin Pingzhi.

　　"There was nowhere to go, so I stayed."

　　Lin Jingzhe nodded to Lin Zhennan and his son, took some food and sat down on the table beside him.

　　After two experiences in the simulated world, although Lin Jingzhe still looks a little immature, his heart has long since become incomparably calm.

　　Lin Zhennan took a sip of the water that his son and Lin Pingzhi handed over. He looked at Lin Jingzhe who was sitting in the room with some confusion, and sighed helplessly: "Unexpectedly, you will be the one who will stay in the end."

　　"Anyway, I, Lin Pingzhi, remember the friendship you left behind."

　　Taking off the saber from his waist and placing it on the table, Lin Pingzhi clenched his fists slightly towards Lin Jingzhe: "In this situation, run for your life."

　　"Your strength, it's not helpful to stay."

　　"Pingzhi said it well."

　　Seeing that the people in his escort had dispersed, Lin Zhennan's face was full of loneliness, and his whole person suddenly aged ten years.

　　"Am I wrong?"

　　Looking at Lin Jingzhe who was drinking porridge, Lin Zhennan was a little surprised. He noticed that Lin Jingzhe had become a little different.

　　But what was the difference, Lin Zhennan couldn't tell.

　　Thinking of Lin Jingzhe's strength, Lin Zhennan shook his head and said with a sigh, "You better pack up and prepare."

　　"Oh!"

　　Just as Lin Zhennan and Lin Pingzhi's father and son were sighing, a muffled sound came from outside the door.

　　Then a panicked voice came in from outside: "Don't kill me, I have nothing to do with that."

　　Hearing the sound, Lin Jingzhe grabbed a fire stick, looked at Lin Pingzhi, and walked out in unison.

　　yard.

　　Yu Renhao rushed in with a group of Qingcheng disciples holding long swords.

　　He stepped on the back of a black-faced big man with one foot, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, he cut off one of the big man's ears.

　　Looking at Lin Pingzhi and Lin Jingzhe who came over, Yu Renhao's eyes focused on Lin Jingzhe's body, and his tone was a little uncertain: "You're not dead?"

　　a few days ago.

　　He used the Qingcheng School's unique skills to destroy the heart with a palm to send Lin Jingzhe flying. Yu Renhao personally watched Lin Jingzhe vomit blood and flew out.

　　The reason why the Heart Destroying Palm of the Qingcheng School is famous in the arena is because almost no one who is hit with the Heart Destructor can survive a day.

　　Therefore, when he saw Lin Jingzhe appear alive in front of him, Yu Renhao even wondered if his eyes were dazzled.

　　"Eat my sword."

　　Lin Pingzhi saw that the black-faced escort who had just left the Fuwei escort had one ear cut off by Yu Renhao, although he had resented these ungrateful escorts before.

　　But now that he was killed by an outsider, Lin Pingzhi was besieged by Qingcheng for a few days, and the anger that had accumulated in his heart was instantly ignited.

　　The long sword in his hand was unsheathed and stabbed towards Yu Renhao.

　　"Ding ding ding ding!"

　　The sun in the west has not yet completely set, and the surrounding scenery can still be seen clearly.

　　Lin Pingzhi's sword was halfway through, and Yu Renhao and the disciples of the Qingcheng faction who were accompanying him reacted.

　　Qi Qi swings his sword to block.

　　The swords of the crowd collided together, making a harsh sound, and the sword light weaved into a net of light.

　　The so-called two fists are invincible to four hands, and the same is true of the sword. Lin Pingzhi was in a hurry to use the sword. At the moment when he was blocked, he stumbled and his pace was a little unstable. He was almost cut by the sword that Yu Renhao was following.

　　He stepped back in embarrassment, his wide sleeves were cut off immediately, there were several sword marks on his body, and the sword in his hand was also knocked flying by the people on the opposite side.

　　The stinging pain passed from his body made Lin Pingzhi break out in a cold sweat.

　　"But so."

　　Seeing Lin Pingzhi retreating sharply, Yu Renhao quickly followed, and he used his right hand to move the heart-destroying palm, and immediately hit Lin Pingzhi's heart.

　　"Oh!"

　　Just at the moment when Renhao shot, he felt a huge force hitting him heavily.

　　Before Yu Renhao could figure out what happened, he was beaten and flew out.

　　"puff!"

　　It fell heavily on the ground, and Yu Renhao opened his mouth and spit out blood.

　　Feeling a burning sensation in his chest, Yu Renhao looked down with difficulty, only to find that half of his chest cavity was collapsed.

　　"Brother Yu!"

　　The Qingcheng Sect disciples who followed Yu Renhao in and saw Yu Renhao who flew out and smashed heavily on the ground were stunned for a moment.

　　They looked at Lin Jingzhe, who was standing silently on the spot with a burning stick in his hand, and did not dare to move for a while.