The strongest master in history

Without any gorgeous moves, the power of this simple, direct and rough kick is so terrifying.

The martial arts practitioners present all gasped as they looked at the collapsed ground, wondering if the big fat man had to die on the spot after being kicked so hard.

Daerba's legs went limp, and he sat down in the pit, shaking like chaff all over his body.

Lin Yuan saw that although the kick was heavy, he didn't mean to kill Daerba. Under his exquisite control, all the power basically poured into the ground, otherwise Daerba would have been a dead man!

Huo Dou was so startled that he quickly took three or four steps back, looking at Lin Yuanjian full of fear, how could this kid be so strong?

Even King Jinlun turned pale with astonishment. He thought that even if he had to fight with all his strength, it would be very difficult for him to have such a huge destructive power.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu he practiced reached the thirteenth level at the top, and he claimed to have the power of thirteen dragons and thirteen elephants. He has now reached the ninth level. In fact, the power of dragon and elephant is just blown out, and it is just exaggerated. The actual power is not that exaggerated.

However, the boy seemed to have just kicked randomly, causing such terrible damage!

King Jinlun had to pay attention to the young man in front of him, the latter's performance was far beyond his expectation, and made him even more afraid.

A Guo Jing is enough to give the King of the Golden Wheel a headache, and now there is another young master who is not inferior to Guo Jing, which is an extremely huge threat to Mongolia.

The shocked martial arts people around suddenly cheered.

"Good job little brother, amazing!"

"It's awesome."

"Peerless master, I want to worship you as my teacher!"

"Little handsome guy, I want to have a monkey with you!"

All kinds of applause and admiration sounded one after another in the whole street.

"Do you still want me to do three tricks?" Lin Yuanjian glanced at Daerba who was sitting in the pit like a fool.

Daerba was not injured, he muttered a few words, then knelt down and bowed to Lin Yuanjian before standing up.

Someone in the crowd said: "Hahaha, this fat man was so convinced that he lost, he knelt down and begged for mercy."

There was a burst of laughter around, which made Jinlun Dawang and the others look very ugly.

King Jinlun said: "My apprentice is blunt and honest by nature, he is not begging for your mercy, but he lost to you, and he pays respect to you."

Lin Yuanjian rubbed his nose: "Oh, that's not bad. If you lose, you admit it. It's more kind than your other apprentice." He didn't name him, but Huo Dou knew he was talking about himself.

Huo was very angry, but he had no choice but to continue to be incompetent and furious.

King Jinlun narrowed his eyes slightly: "Your ability really surprised this old man, can you tell me your name?"

Lin Yuanjian laughed loudly and said, "If you worship me as your teacher, I will tell you."

Hearing that King Jinlun was angry, he said displeasedly: "Boy, I see that you have some skills, so I give you some face. Do you really think of yourself as someone?"

Lin Yuanjian would not be polite to him, and of course he wanted to push back tit for tat: "If you are not convinced, just come and teach me a lesson, I just want to learn the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu of Jinlun Guoshi."

The tone was a bit crazy, but none of the martial arts people present thought that Lin Yuan was crazy. He just had this ability, not to mention that the one who was confronting him now was the Mongol who was eyeing Song Dynasty.

So these people from the Central Plains martial arts, of course, all have to stand behind and support Lin Yuanjian.

King Jinlun was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly: "There will be a chance, but not now. Aren't you going to hold some kind of hero meeting at Dasheng Pass? I also want to join in the fun."

Lin Yuanjian smiled and nodded: "Okay, see you then."

King Jinlun took a deep look at Lin Yuanjian, "Farewell." He turned around and left with two apprentices and a group of well-dressed warriors.

"Little brother, we must teach that old monk a lesson."

"Damn it, it's none of our business to hold a hero convention."

Lin Yuanjian smiled and waved his hands around, saying: "Everyone, let's go, see you in Dashengguan."

As a result, the onlookers slowly dispersed, and the streets were suddenly emptied.

"Brother Yuan, weren't you joking just now? Are you going to take this King of the Golden Wheel as your apprentice?" Xiao Zhao came up and asked very puzzled.

Lin Yuanjian didn't deny it either: "Yes, I must accept this person."

Xiao Zhao didn't understand: "Why? Why must it be him?"

Lin Yuanjian thought for a while, and gave an explanation: "Because this is the destiny."

"Destiny?" Xiao Zhao muttered these two words, falling into deep thought.

Lin Yuanjian smiled and said, "Okay, don't think so much, I will take care of him."

The two of them left the town and headed slowly towards Dasheng Pass.

It didn't take long before Dashengguan was approaching, and there were crowds of people under the city gate, and the people entering the city were as crowded as ants.

This was in the Song Dynasty, not the modern era of population explosion, but there was such a terrifying flow of people. It is conceivable how many people this hero conference attracted.Among them are not only martial arts people from all walks of life participating in the hero meeting, but also many merchants and hawkers who have seized this opportunity to come here to do business. So many people, whether it is food or use, have great demand. This is a great opportunity to make money.

"There are too many people, how do we get in?" Xiao Zhao frowned and looked at the large number of martial artists blocking the city gate.

"I'll take you to fly in." Lin Yuanjian grabbed Xiao Zhao's slender waist with one hand, and floated up like a light smoke. In an instant, he jumped over the city gate and landed on the street inside the city.

There are still many people on the street, but compared to the city gate, there are fewer people.

Xiao Zhao looked around from time to time: "I heard that the Hero Conference will start tomorrow, why are there so many people here today? Where do these people live? Do they sleep on the street at night?"

Lin Yuanjian said: "What's so strange about sleeping on the street? With so many people, the inn is probably full."

"Hey, please get out of the way." At this moment, only the slight sound of horseshoes accompanied by a crisp voice sounded behind him.

Lin Yuanjian looked back and saw a beautiful young girl in a red robe leading a horse walking towards her, followed by two teenagers around 20 years old, also leading a horse.

So Lin Yuanjian didn't say anything, and pulled Xiao Zhao to the side. There were so many people on the street that he barely made room for a small space.

The red-robed girl didn't say a word, just led the horse forward, suddenly the pedal on the side of the horse's belly caught Xiao Zhao's lower skirt, the horse continued to move forward, and tore off a piece of cloth with a hiss.

The red-robed girl obviously noticed something, but she didn't turn her head back.

Lin Yuan's face darkened when he saw it: "The one leading the horse, wait for me."