Daming: Becoming a Jinyiwei at the beginning

If you want to become a master, you must understand your own meaning.

But when practicing ordinary martial arts and martial arts, unless one is extremely talented, it is absolutely impossible to comprehend the meaning of oneself.

This is the easiest way to understand the mind with skills.

Some people have practiced swords for dozens of years, and only practiced one move to draw the sword, but once the sword is drawn, it is a sure kill, this is the meaning.

The will of a swordsman!

It is faith, but also a kind of strength.

Gradually, Lin Mang's aura returned to calm.

The air of swords all over the sky dissipated.

Lin Mang's eyes suddenly opened, and a scarlet light flashed in his eyes.

With a thought in Lin Mang's mind, the airflow around him changed faintly, as if forming a vortex.

With a sudden slap on the stone table, the Xiuchun knife placed on it flew into the air.

The moment he grabbed the Xiuchun knife, Lin Mang's aura suddenly changed.

The light of the knife cuts out gently!

A white knife light flashed away.

"Pfft!"

There was no saber energy on the blade, but the iron man made of golden iron in the distance split into two instantly, and the incision was smooth and neat.

The golden meteor iron, which is difficult to break in the ordinary Tiangang realm, was cut open at this moment.

Lin Mang's eyes lit up.

At that moment, he somehow felt a knife.

His current sword intent has approached that of a master.

Although I don't know what the strength of the master is, but his strength has been greatly improved compared to before.

Lin Mang slowly put away the knife, and said silently, "Promote!"

[Wudang Ladder Cloud Zong is complete! 】

【Energy point-】

[Dragon Roar is a great achievement! 】

【Energy point-】

[Fengshen's legs are small! 】

[Fengshen's legs are great! 】

【Energy point-】

……

Different from before, the martial arts he cultivated now are all high-grade, and he needs to consume more and more energy points to upgrade to perfection.

Lin Mang thought about it silently, with a smile on his face.

Just when he was about to leave the martial arts training ground, a Jin Yiwei hurried over from outside.

"grown ups!"

The visitor saluted and said: "A Jiang Hu person from the Zhenfu Department has come and said he wants to challenge you."

"Challenge me?" Lin Mang asked in surprise, "Do you know who is here?"

In the rivers and lakes, challenges happen from time to time.

In the arena, if you want to become famous, the easiest way is to defeat those who have been famous for a long time.

It's just...it's the first time I've heard of someone challenging Jin Yiwei.

Think you can't die fast enough?

"Big Banner Gate, Yun Zheng!"

"Huh?" Lin Mang frowned slightly. Why is this name so familiar?

"Go, go and have a look."

It was something new to challenge Jin Yiwei.

But he knew in his heart that this matter might not be that simple.

……

The restaurant in Fusiwai Street, Beizhen,

By the window.

Two figures sat by the window, looking at Beizhen Fusi in the distance.

From here, you can clearly see the scene on the streets outside Fusi, Beizhen.

The two were wearing Confucian long robes, one of them was a blue robe and the other was a white robe. Just looking at their appearance, they were gentle and elegant.

"Brother Xu, do you know who that person is?" the man in the blue robe asked with interest.

"I don't know." The man in white robe shook his head, looked down, frowned and said, "Why hasn't this man come yet?"

"No hurries."

"Since someone has already done it, let's watch the show."

"Ah." The white-robed man sighed softly, and said with emotion: "It's a waste of heaven and earth, such an auspicious beast like Pixiu, to fall into this person's hands."

"How can such a person with hands full of blood be worthy of having such an auspicious beast as Pixiu?"

The blue-robed man laughed and said, "Who says it's not."

"Now I just hope that he can hand over Pixiu. Such auspicious beasts like Pixiu shouldn't be left in a killing place like Zhenfusi."

……

At the gate of Beizhen Fusi, everyone gathered together, looking at the figure outside the gate with great interest.

Outside the gate of the mansion, stood a young man with a face like a crown jade and dressed in white.

"You say this guy is not crazy, he dared to challenge Master Lin."

"Who knows, these Jiang Hu people, one by one, will do anything in order to be famous."

"I really don't know how to live or die. I have to wash the floor later."

The crowd whispered.

Suddenly heard footsteps.

I saw Lin Mang coming at the pace of a dragon and a tiger, his dark red cloak fluttering in the wind.

There is a faint domineering look at the world between the brows.

Everyone's heart trembled, they hurriedly separated from each other, and said respectfully: "See Mr. Lin!"

Everyone was secretly startled.

Why does the aura of this Master Lin feel more and more powerful.

They couldn't help but feel a sense of surrender.

Lin Mang nodded slightly, and looked up at the figure outside the Zhenfusi.

"Is that you want to challenge me?"

"That's right!"

Yun Zheng drew out the long sword of the waist sword, and shouted: "Shoot."

Lin Mang glanced at him with a smile that was not a smile, and said quietly: "I advise you to think clearly, don't be someone else's knife and not know it."

One look at this person, and he knew that he was another fool who was fooled.

He has always been too lazy to pay attention to this kind of person.

Don't kill it, it's more fun to dance, kill it, it's another bunch of troubles.

"Hmph!" Yun Zheng snorted coldly, and said with a straight face: "You can admit defeat if you are afraid."

The smile on Lin Mang's face gradually disappeared.

Looking at the swearing Yun Zheng, he shook his head and said, "I don't know how to live or die."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Mang's figure disappeared instantly.

It looks like a hurricane is coming.

Yun Zheng Tong Kong shrank abruptly, just as he was about to raise his sword, a icy cold sensation suddenly came from his neck.

A knife was already on his neck.

Yun Zheng's Tong Kong flinched suddenly, terrified.

At that moment, he didn't react at all.

Lin Mang said calmly, "With your little martial arts, you want to challenge me, who gave you the courage?"

Yun Zheng snorted coldly, stiffened his neck, and said in a strong tone, "I'm defeated, you can kill me."

Lin Mang waved his hand and said, "Put it in prison."

"Take a good look."

I really don't know which guy sent these two fools.

Choosing such an idiot, the person behind it is probably not very smart.

Lin Mang turned around and planned to go back.

At this moment, a group of figures suddenly rushed to the side of the street.

Lin Mang stared at the swarming figures, frowning slightly.

"People from the Imperial College?"

Chapter 132 Playing moral kidnapping, you deserve it too! (5k)

Inside the restaurant,

The two people by the window looked at the scene below and smiled.

"Here we come." The white-robed man chuckled lightly with a contented expression.

Hearing this, the blue-robed man glanced out, with a smile on his face: "Yeah, it's finally here."

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

Pick up the glass and drink it up.

……

At one end of the street, hundreds of people marched mightily.

"Hand over Pixiu!"

"Hand over Pixiu!"

They shouted at the top of their lungs, the crowd was in high spirits, and their faces were filled with expressions of resignation to death.

As the figures approached, everyone could see clearly that those people were all wearing the clothes of the Imperial College.

There are not only the supervisors of the Imperial College, but also many literati and scholars.

Jin Yiwei from the Zhenfu Department quickly rushed out and stopped the crowd, but they didn't dare to draw their swords at each other.

Wearing a collared gown, a square scarf, and boots, the elegant green shirt is clearly the attire of a scholar.

Most of these people are well-known and have various privileges. If they draw their swords against each other for no reason, they will be condemned by the world's literati the next day, and the officials and censors will even report one after another.

What's more, they would call His Majesty stupid and connive at Jin Yiwei drawing his sword to kill someone.

Even if they are Jin Yiwei, they dare not risk the disgrace of the world.