The strongest master in history

"Guo Daxia, heroes, I still have things to deal with, so I will take my leave first, and we will meet later." After finishing speaking, Lin Yuanjian jumped towards the crowd without waiting for the crowd to respond, pulled Xiao Zhao up and walked away, very fast It's almost impossible to react.

"Hey, why did you leave so quickly, I still want to get acquainted with this young hero."

"Forget it, maybe we will have a chance to meet again in the future."

Many people in the martial arts present felt very regretful, and at the same time, the shock that Lin Yuanjian brought to them just now was hard to calm down in their hearts for a long time.

Guo Jing looked at Lin Yuanjian's direction and sighed, "Fortunately, this young man showed up today, otherwise it would be very troublesome for us to cope with the martial arts of that Jinlun Guoshi."

Lu Guanying smiled and said: "Hero Guo, it's just that you didn't make a move. If you make a move, it won't be easy to defeat the King of the Golden Wheel?"

Guo Jing shook his head: "I'm afraid it's not that easy." He could vaguely feel that King Jinlun's martial arts were on par with his own, and it took at least a few thousand moves to decide the winner.That's why Lin Yuanjian's strength shocked him. With several moves, he was like a cat playing with a mouse, easily playing with the Golden Wheel King between applause.

This strength is probably higher than the Central Plains Five Masters, Guo Jing has never seen such a strong person in his life.

Even if Wang Chongyang, who won the title of the best in the world in Huashan Lunjian, was born again, he might not be able to reach such a powerful state.

After everyone discussed Lin Yuanjian noisily for a while, the focus of the audience immediately returned to the matter of choosing the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Although Guo Jing repeatedly refused, he finally agreed to become the leader of the group under the enthusiastic invitation of everyone. At present, there is indeed no one in the Jianghu who has as high a voice as Guo Jing.

Among the crowd, a middle-aged beautiful woman in her 40s looked at Guo Jing who was talking and laughing happily with a group of martial arts heroes, couldn't help smiling, turned and walked into a yard behind the manor.

"Master." A disheveled beggar was already waiting here, apparently in his 50s.

"Elder Lu, I have a few things for you to do here." This middle-aged beautiful woman is Huang Rong, the current leader of the Beggar Gang.

And this beggar surnamed Lu must be Lu Youjiao, the elder of the Nine Bags of the Beggar Clan.

Lu Youjiao said respectfully, "Please tell me, Chief."

I only heard Huang Rong say: "You order, let the brothers in the gang pay more attention to the whereabouts of the young man who fought against King Jinlun today. Now that the Mongolian army is marching south, they are eyeing Xiangyang, an important town on the border of the Song Dynasty. With their help, we can have more confidence and chances of winning.”

Lu Youjiao nodded: "Yes, leader." Then he said worriedly: "What about King Jinlun? This man is a Mongolian national teacher with a high position and amazing martial arts. Now he is in the territory of Song Dynasty. If we don't care If you don’t care, I’m afraid there will be a big mess.”

Huang Rong said: "I will let people pay attention to King Jinlun, Elder Lu don't worry."

"Yes."

……

Hundreds of miles to the north of Xiangyang, military camps are stationed here, and teams of tough Mongolian soldiers are practicing on the school grounds.

King Jinlun led Huodu Darba's two disciples and his entourage back, and he was in a very gloomy mood along the way.

As soon as he entered the big tent of the Chinese army, he heard a series of laughter.

"Hey, Jinlun, you're back? We're talking about you. I heard that you lost to a little-known kid from the Central Plains at the Dasheng Pass, and you were treated like a monkey by others, and even the wheel of your signature weapon was taken away by him." .”

"Hahaha, I think you should stop calling yourself the King of the Golden Wheel and call him the King of the Wheelless Wheel."

"What wheelless bastard?"

"Oh, isn't the national teacher's martial arts very powerful, how could he lose to an unknown person?"

The people who spoke were Yin Kexi, Xiaoxiangzi, Ma Guangzuo, and Nimoxing. They were all masters under Kublai Khan, the Fourth King of Mongolia.

King Jinlun didn't expect the news to come back so quickly, his face was ashen, and he said sarcastically: "If you have the ability, you might as well go to him to discuss ideas. After you come back, you won't be able to say these words, and you dare to laugh old man!"

Kublai Khan, the fourth king of Mongolia who sat in the front seat and remained silent all this time, said loudly, "We are all our own people, why should the national teacher get angry? Why don't you tell us about the situation of going to Dashengguan?"

Yin Kexi asked in amazement: "Jin Lun, is that kid really so powerful? Could it be that you underestimate the capsized boat in the gutter?" He knew the strength of King Jin Lun quite well, although he refused to accept it, But the Golden Wheel King who holds the title of Mongolia's number one master is indeed not built.

Xiaoxiangzi said: "There is one Guo Jing in the Great Song Dynasty, which is enough to cause headaches. Unexpectedly, there will be another more troublesome one."

King Jinlun's expression was ugly, but everyone kept asking, not to mention that the prince Kublai Khan was here, so he didn't hide too much, and roughly explained the details of this fight with Lin Yuanjian.

After listening, the entire big tent fell into silence.

If King Jinlun's words are true, then the strength of that young man is really terrifying.

King Jinlun, the number one master in Mongolia, fought with all his strength, but he was defeated so simply that he was almost powerless to retaliate.

When they received the news earlier, they treated it as a joke, thinking that King Jinlun was being careless.But now, they were all so shocked that they could not speak.

After a long time, Kublai Khan took the lead to break the silence. He laughed proudly and said, "No matter how powerful this man is, he is only one person. How can he stand up against our Mongolian army? , Can it be reversed by one person? You can rest assured that sooner or later the territory of the Song Kingdom will be trampled under the hooves of our cavalry."

Nimoxing echoed, "My lord is right, we don't need to be too nervous."

Having said that, King Jinlun was still very uneasy. Thinking of Lin Yuanjian's great strength, there was always a huge shadow hanging over his heart.

"Hahaha, national teacher, come here, let's drink first." Kublai Khan poured a glass of wine for King Jinlun himself and handed it over.

"Thank you, my lord." King Jinlun took the wine and drank it in one gulp.

Kublai Khan said: "National Teacher, you came back just in time. I just discussed with the generals in the army about the strategy of attacking Xiangyang. I don't know what advice the National Teacher has? I want to hear it."

The topic changed, and instead of thinking about his loss to Lin Yuanjian, King Jinlun felt a little better.

……

When Lin Yuanjian and Xiao Zhao left Dasheng Pass and passed the small town where they drank yesterday, they suddenly stopped outside Zuixian Tower and looked in one direction with a face full of astonishment.

Xiao Zhao asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"