Online Game: The Strongest Killing System

Lin Wenhao frowned and looked at Taoist Qingshan on the stage. For a while, he didn't understand what Taoist Qingshan meant by those words.

At this moment, the seat where I am sitting is not only remote but also far away. How could this old Taoist Qingshan notice me?
Is he particularly cautious?Because I didn't salute him just now, so I have a grudge?
not right either...

Led by Long Yuan just now, several members of Qingshan Veteran clearly saved Jiao Renjie from Fenghan Sailor, logically speaking, he is unlikely to be a stingy person.

Lin Wenhao was thinking, he stood up from his seat.

"Cough cough."

Lin Wenhao cleared his throat and said loudly: "Daoist Qingshan, this is my first time to participate in the martial arts exchange, so I should not play."

At this moment, everyone in the venue turned their attention to Lin Wenhao.

People who didn't know why saw Lin Wenhao, only felt that this young man was very handsome, but didn't feel anything else.

Those who had seen Lin Wenhao make a move in the restaurant were shocked. If such a powerful person asked him to take the stage, then what the hell are we talking about!

The whispered discussion was contagious in the venue.

Daoist Qingshan said with a smile: "You don't have to be modest, the exchange meeting is held once a year, which is a rare opportunity."

"Having such an opportunity to compete with the masters in East China is more beneficial to you than your hard training for two or two years."

Qingshan Daochang said to such an extent, Lin Wenhao's refusal would be emotionally unjustifiable.

"it is good."

Lin Wenhao responded.

Cao Delong and Chen Sixin quickly said, "Young Master Lin, be careful."

Lin Wenhao nodded, then bent his legs slightly, and his whole body shot up into the sky like a powerful rocket.

Then the people in the venue watched Lin Wenhao leap a hundred meters away and land straight on the competition platform.

There was a loud bang, and smoke and dust filled the competition arena. When the smoke cleared, Lin Wenhao's tall and straight figure appeared like a pine.

"hiss--"

Seeing Lin Wenhao's hand, everyone in the venue gasped.

Leaping from such a far place is already shocking, and it doesn't need to lose strength?This is simply unbelievable.

Lin Wenhao cupped his hands to several people in the stands and said, "Lin Wenhao, there is no sect or sect."

Several people in the stands had solemn eyes, and even Long Yuan, who had always been lazy, looked at Lin Wenhao seriously.

Only Daoist Qingshan said with a smile: "Okay. Sure enough, he has a unique skill."

"Lin Xiaoyou has already taken the stage, which comrade is willing to compete with him?"

After the words of Daoist Qingshan fell, more than 500 people in the venue fell into silence.

It may be very difficult to find an opponent who can match Lin Wenhao, because such a young person may not be able to reach the height of Lin Wenhao.

But the next moment there was a commotion in the venue.

"Peacock Sword Workshop, Han Changwu is willing to learn!"

After a tall young man finished speaking, he jumped onto the martial arts arena.

This young man is 190cm tall, with strong limbs, and his face is rough and looks a little rough, but his eyes are shining, and the long knife in his hand is also shining brightly. It is quite scary when the two interact with each other. .

Lin Wenhao looked at Han Changwu and said, "I don't know any sword skills, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

"Huh? What kind of weapon do you know?"

Han Changwu frowned and said.

"... know a little bit of swordsmanship." Lin Wenhao said after thinking about it.

Holding the long knife in both hands, Han Changwu said, "It's only fair that you go find a weapon."

Han Changwu's suggestion made Lin Wenhao a little embarrassed, and at this moment a voice came into Lin Wenhao's ears.

"Lin Shao!"

Zheng Lei stood up in the middle of the venue, Lin Wenhao looked back and smiled at him.

Zheng Lei bowed to Lin Wenhao, and then he took a long sword from his subordinates and said loudly.

"I have a long sword, give it to Lin Shao."

After Zheng Lei finished speaking, he threw the long sword at Lin Wenhao, and Lin Wenhao took the long sword into his hand with a twist of five fingers.

Pull out the long sword and look, the cold light is shining like a mirror!

Lin Wenhao nodded and was very satisfied with the sword. He waved to Zheng Lei and said, "Thank you."

Zheng Lei bowed and cupped his hands in return. After Zheng Lei sat down, several people around asked Zheng Lei about Lin Wenhao's background, but Zheng Lei cleverly evaded it.

After pulling a sword flower, Lin Wenhao said to Han Changwu, "Okay."

Han Changwu said with a smile: "Okay, let's start now!"

"Please!"

After speaking, Han Changwu put on a posture, as if he was waiting for Lin Wenhao to attack first.

Lin Wenhao smiled and said, "I'm not welcome."

Then Lin Wenhao separated his legs, pulled the blade in front of him, and then gently stroked the blade with his right hand.

Uh... I've played too many games, and I want to attach a high-level fire to the sword...

Lin Wenhao showed an embarrassed look on his face.

"Idiot..." Xiaoyu's voice came again.

Han Changwu on the opposite side didn't know why, so he looked at Lin Wenhao's movements with some doubts.

"Ahem, here I come!"

Lin Wenhao yelled, and then he exerted force on his feet, and his whole body flew towards Han Changwu like a cannonball.

Han Changwu's eyes froze, and he flipped the blade with his wrist to attack Lin Wenhao!
At this moment, Lin Wenhao was flying close to the ground. After seeing Han Changwu's movement, the moment his two hands held the sword approaching Han Changwu, Lin Wenhao flipped his wrist!

The long sword flicked from bottom to top!
when!
A crisp sound!

Han Changwu was horrified all over his face. He only felt an amazing force coming from his hand, and then his long knife flew out of his hand!
At the same time, Han Changwu's middle door opened, and he took a few steps back.

"you……"

Before Han Changwu could say anything, Lin Wenhao punched Han Changwu in the face with five fingers in his left hand!

boom!
Before Lin Wenhao's fist hit Han Changwu, a gust of wind hit Han Changwu's body.

Han Changwu retreated more than 20 steps again, and he didn't stop completely until he stepped into the air and fell off the competition platform.

At this moment, the disgraced Han Changwu was shocked and ashamed. He jumped up from the ground. Although he didn't suffer any physical injuries, it was too shameful to be knocked off the competition stage with one move.

But looking at the young man wearing a hoodie and jeans on the stage, Han Changwu sighed and said, "Your Excellency, I, Han Changwu, are no match."

Lin Wenhao cupped his hands to Han Changwu and said, "Concession."

After saying this, Lin Wenhao was stunned. How could he say such an old-fashioned rhetoric? Is this the influence of TV dramas or something? !

Daoist Qingshan looked at Lin Wenhao who was standing in the competition stage, nodded and said, "This kid is extraordinary."

"You guys are laughing. Han Changwu from our sword shop is one of the best disciples who came here this time. I didn't expect to lose so easily."

Shen Feiyan looked at Lin Wenhao with interest and said.

Du Kefan murmured in his heart, this old woman must have taken a fancy to this boy named Lin Wenhao, right?
Thinking of this, Du Kefan got goose bumps all over his body.