"Well, you Immortal Master Lin, if you don't agree with me, you will hurt people. Don't you know that you are now on the land of my country?"

Seeing that Qian Renbing's face was as pale as snow, Haitian King who followed immediately took a step forward and drank angrily.

"Whether I'm in your country of Yi or in my Great Xia, since I'm about to fight, I don't care whether you're going straight or vertical, to me, you're just a fly."

After finishing speaking, Lin Qin threw the invitation on the ground with a look of contempt, and lay down lazily on the chair.

Seeing this, He Ji, who had been standing behind him all the time, came forward obediently, and raised his powder fist to beat Lin Qin's shoulders. Being served by such a beautiful woman, Lin Qin had a look on his face. Enjoy the leisurely look.

"How dare you insult Sword Ancestor!"

Haitian King was furious, and several other people also showed anger.

In their hearts, Zheng Chuan Hengna is a master-like existence, the only living sword master in Yi country, and the predecessor of every Yi country practitioner.

This Immortal Master Lin dared to insult Sword Ancestor in such a negligent manner, which undoubtedly humiliated the entire cultivation world of Yi Country.

"Master Lin, do you know Zheng Chuanheng's status, and do you know what this appointment means?"

At this time, a handsome middle-aged man in a suit stepped forward and said in a respectful tone.

Lin Qin frowned slightly, swept over with his eyes, and found that this man turned out to be an ordinary person, not a practitioner.

What is rare is that this ordinary person is extremely calm among a group of practitioners. Obviously, he is also a high-ranking master in reality.

After the ordinary man spoke, several people including Qian Renbing were silent and stopped talking, as if the ordinary man was following his lead.

"Master, this man in a suit is named 'Qian Jingxiong', the current leader of the Mitsubishi Zaibatsu, the largest chaebol in the Yi country, and Qian Renbing's elder brother."

Seeing this person, Xuemei immediately recognized him, leaned down to Lin Qin's ear, and whispered.

Mitsubishi chaebol?

Lin Qin's face was still as calm as water, but he was still a little surprised in his heart.

This Mitsubishi chaebol, not to mention the number one chaebol in Yi country, is one of the heavyweight consortia even in the world. The giant consortium composed of nearly 30 local super-large enterprises is, to a certain extent, even the largest conglomerate in Yi country. The actions of the Chinese government must be agreed with this chaebol group.

It can be said that the Mitsubishi consortium spans the fields of chemical industry, machinery, manufacturing, real estate, and semiconductors.

"Master Lin, for this appointment, our Mitsubishi Group and other consortiums in Yi Kingdom, such as the Mitsui Consortium, etc., will jointly invest in the establishment of a victory fund for this battle. The final winner will directly receive a bonus of 50 billion US dollars .Look at this price, can I invite you to a decisive battle?" Qian Jingxiong slightly lowered his eyebrows and said.

"It's 50 billion US dollars in one shot, it really is rich and powerful."

Lin Qin smiled slightly, apparently he did not expect that these chaebols were willing to spend so much in order to let him fight.

According to the conversion ratio, 50 billion U.S. dollars is already equivalent to more than 300 billion Chinese coins, which is already the GDP of a small country.To be able to come up with such funds in one go, I am afraid that only a lifeline group like Yi Guo can come up with it.

Lin Qin patted the handle of the chair, and said lightly: "Yes, I agree to Zheng Chuanheng's appointment."

"However... I have one condition."

Lin Qin paused deliberately.

"What condition? Immortal Lin said it's okay." Qian Jingxiong spread his hands in a gesture of invitation.

Lin Qin said slowly:

"In this competition, I'm afraid it will be difficult to control the strength. If Zheng Chuan is beaten to death by then, you can't blame me."

As soon as these words came out, the whole yard fell silent.

"You!" Hai Tianwang was so angry that he pointed at Lin Qin, his anger had reached his neck, and he was as scarlet as a pig's lung.

Even Qian Jingxiong, who had maintained a calm expression from the beginning to the end, couldn't help but change his face, and clenched his drooping right hand tightly, but within a few seconds, he immediately restrained himself.

He raised his head, smiled faintly at Lin Qin, and said like a normal person:

"Of course, fists and feet have no eyes. Since it's a fight, casualties are inevitable."

"After those two days, we will look forward to your arrival, Master Lin Xian, at Jingdi Qingtian Pagoda."

After finishing speaking, Qian Jingxiong bowed slightly again, and then led the crowd to leave.

Before leaving, Qian Renbing glared at Lin Qin.

It was the first time in her life that this swordsman woman who was blessed with the status of the eldest daughter of a chaebol group was so indifferent to others, and she was almost distracted by a mental oppression.

If it was a simple competition of swordsmanship, maybe Qian Renbing could still make a move or two with Lin Qin, but in terms of mental strength, the two were not at the same level at all, and they were almost crushed.

After Qianjingxiong and others finished walking, Yukimi said nervously:

"Master, why did you agree to this appointment?"

"What?" Lin Qin looked calm, obviously not taking this appointment to heart.

"That Zheng Chuanheng is the sword master, the sword ancestor of Yi country." Xuemei added.

"That's it." Lin Qin raised his eyelids and smiled slightly: "Then I'm going to beat up this sword master."

……

Two days flew by in the blink of an eye.

There are countless supernatural beings who have come from all over the world.

After all, this battle was too shocking, almost representing the collision of the world's top combat forces. It can be said that the end of this battle will determine the future direction of global forces.

The cultivation world of Yi country is even more crowded, masters from all major shrines gather here, and this place in Beijing gathers all the strong people from all over the world at once.

Even the police force of the authorities is quite nervous.

If these powerhouses make a commotion, it will be almost a catastrophic commotion.

And at this time, Lin Qin finally leisurely rushed to the place of the decisive battle, the Sunny Sky Tower.

"Master, that is the Qingtian Tower." Xuemei called out.

Lin Qin raised his eyes and saw that surrounded by the group of buildings, there was a towering iron tower, standing out from the crowd.

There is the top of the capital!
"You guys stay here."

After finishing speaking, Lin Qin, regardless of Xuemei's surprise, jumped up and walked towards the top of the Qingtian Tower like a ladder in the sky.

The appearance of Lin Qin immediately drew cheers from the surrounding audience.

All the strong men present at the same time set their sights on this warrior from the land of Great Xia.

As soon as Lin Qin landed, facing the strong wind in the sky, he saw a burly middle-aged man standing on the beams and pillars of the Qingtian Tower. Seeing Lin Qin looking over, he opened his mouth slightly and said:

"Master Lin Xian, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"But you are worth the wait. Today, at the top of the capital, I will bid you farewell to death."

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