A medical trainee who was forced to change jobs

Until the end, no one knew how Lin Yuchu summoned the Royal Envoy Thunder.

Ye Li came down from the ring, Ye Yang, the second son of the Ye family, who was full of regret, walked towards him.

"Blame me!"

Ye Yang said with an annoyed look on his face, "If I hadn't insisted on letting you come, you wouldn't...wouldn't have lost."

"Who would have thought that Lin Yuchu would be so strong!" Ye Yang said.

At this moment, his heart is full of regret and guilt, even fear.

Ye Li accidentally subdued the divine sword Li Guang, affected by the ancient divine sword, his mind was unstable.Therefore, he was originally supposed to participate in this sword competition, but after discussion by the Ye family, it was decided to let him withdraw and practice in seclusion.

In the end, Ye Yang forced Ye Li to fight because of his own selfishness.

I thought it was a sure thing, but in the end, whoever could catch Lin Yuchu turned out to be so strong, and Ye Li lost!

After Ye Li's defeat, Ye Yang felt annoyed and terrified, for fear that this defeat would have a bad influence on Ye Li and damage his Dao heart.

He stood beside Ye Li, watching the expression on his face cautiously, not missing anything wrong on his face.

The result was unexpected, Ye Li's expression was not only not angry, but also seemed... very happy.

"What are you talking about?"

Ye Li turned his head to look at Ye Yang in front of him and said, "If you hadn't persuaded me to come, I would never have met my brother."

"What a wonderful first meeting, Brother Lin and I are destined to be together!"

Ye Li said with a happy face.

"..." Ye Yang.

Hearing this, he was immediately dumbfounded.

"Brother...brother!?" Ye Yang said in a shocked tone.

Xiaoyao, you are the youngest, where is your younger brother!

The younger brother of another family can't do it either!

Stop now, you will be treated as a kidnapper!

Facing Ye Yang's expression of shocking speechlessness, Ye Li said in a cheerful tone, "I'm going to the Kunlun Sword Sect."

"..." Ye Yang.

We agreed to go to Taixuan Palace!

The Kunlun Sword Sect's Acceptance Ceremony happened to coincide with the Sword League's Sword Dao Competition, and they could only choose one of them.

Anyone who can come and dare to participate in the swordsmanship competition is to fight for the first three. As long as they are the top three in the swordsmanship competition, they can enter the strongest sword peak of the Kunlun Sword School without taking the test.

However, Ye Li had accidentally subdued Li Guangjian, and was affected by the divine sword, so his cultivation base and temperament were unstable, so he chose to withdraw from the sword competition, but it was too late to participate in the Kunlun Sword Sect's apprentice trial.

So the Ye family planned to send him to Taixuan Palace, and Lu Zhenjian would be his disciple.

In the end, at this meeting, Ye Li regretted not going, and went to Kunlun Sword Sect! ?

pill!

Ye Yang felt nervous all of a sudden, and he secretly thought that it was not good. After his father found out, he would definitely beat him to death!

No, I decided not to let Ye Li be hooked away by that kid surnamed Lin!

"However, the acceptance ceremony of the Kunlun Sword Sect is over now, so it's too late." Ye Yang persuaded him.

Hearing this, Ye Lihun said indifferently, "I'm such a genius, why worry that the Kunlun Sword Sect won't accept me."

"..." Ye Yang.

What you said makes a lot of sense, and my ass is about to lose its hold.

Seeing Ye Li who had made up his mind and would not change it anymore, Ye Yang cried and fainted under the ring.

Regret, regret endlessly!

And at this moment Xianmeng.

The immortals of the Xianmeng who watched this scene through the binoculars also twitched collectively.

What the hell is going on!

The Rain Emperor is simply poisonous, another one!

In his previous life, Li Guangjian Lord had always worshiped in the Taixuan Palace, under Lu Zhenjian's sect, and later took over as the Guixu God Seat of the Taixuan Palace, guarding the [-] realms of the Taixuan Palace.

just now……

Li Guangjian master switched to Kunlun Sword Sect, so wouldn't the throne of Guixu God in Taixuan Palace be gone?

"I don't know how the throne of the Taixuan Palace was inherited..."

The Xianjun in Xianmeng gasped and said.

He had a bad feeling in his heart.

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And this moment.

Observation platform, ring.

Lin Yuchu was still fighting his opponent.

In the next few games, he played very easily.

After the battle with Ye Li in front, his aura is flourishing, climbing to the peak, it can be said that he swept away thousands of troops like a mat, invincible and invincible.

The victory of the preliminary round of the ring has been locked in advance.

The people in the arena looked a little weary. It's not their fault. After all, they just ate a hot, heavy-flavored hot pot, and when they tasted these porridge and side dishes, they felt tasteless and unmotivated.

Except for one person.

As an excellent child controller, Lin Yunheng finally gave full play to his advantages and did what he has always wanted to do the most.

Become a first blow in the rain.

Extreme blowing, wild blowing, blowing hype.

He spared no expense to sit in the position of the presiding judge, and even endured the humiliation to conceal his father-son relationship with Lin Yuchu, just for this moment!

"What a young hero, with extraordinary talent, superb understanding, and unparalleled appearance, like a lush forest and bamboo, and like a fairy boy in the sky..." Lin Yunheng stared at Lin Yuchu, who was upright and upright on the ring in front of him, paddling for fish. He didn't blink, his face didn't turn red, and he kept bragging without panting.

Sitting next to him, Longquan Sword Master, who had already seen through the truth, was indifferent.

And although he didn't see through the truth, he noticed some clues from Lin Yunheng's strange and unusual enthusiasm. The suspicious Nanming Jianjun couldn't listen to the expression on his face. He really wanted to hit someone and blocked his Mouth.

"Oh, beautiful! What a messy and decisive sword move!" Lin Yunheng boasted uninterruptedly without taking an intermission.

"Brother Lin Dao."

The unbearably troubled Nanming Jianjun had no choice but to interrupt him, looked at him, and asked, "Brother Dao and that young man know each other?"

"Hey?"

Hearing this, Lin Yunheng immediately stopped bragging, turned his head and looked at Jianjun Nanming, who was beside him with an inquiring expression, with a reserved and humble expression of "I have been discovered by you, since I have been discovered by you, then I will not hide it" His attitude was full of flamboyance and he said, "Fellow Daoist is really as careful as a hair, and his eyes are as bright as a torch, that's right."

"The unparalleled young man on the ring stage who drew the thunder with his sword and acted on behalf of the sky is my only son, Yao'er, who is ineffective." Lin Yunheng said with pride and pride.

"..." Sword Lord Nanming.

Hearing this, the corners of his mouth twitched immediately.

I thought, sure enough!

Sure enough.

"but……"

Nanming Jianjun had a hesitant expression on his face, and then said: "Brother Dao's child, didn't he inherit Brother Dao's inheritance and orthodoxy?"

The person in front of him is the double master of talismans and alchemy, and he is also the head of the first alchemy family with the longest inheritance in the cultivation world.

His son did not inherit his alchemy, but instead chose a different way, did he choose the way of swordsmanship?

When Lin Yunheng heard the words, he had a disapproving look on his face, and said, "Let the child do whatever he wants. A twisted melon is not sweet."

"..." Sword Lord Nanming.

A twisted melon is not sweet, is this sentence used here?

The orthodox monk Nanming Jianjun showed disapproval on his face when he heard Lin Yunheng's irresponsible and laissez-faire words.

But because it was the other party's family business, he didn't talk too much after all.

He just sighed in his heart, brother Lin Dao has not changed his nature for so many years, even if he went back to inherit the Lin family's alchemy inheritance, he still acted recklessly and without rules.

His son was indeed like him.

Nanming Jianjun raised his head and glanced at the young man fighting with a sword on the ring in front of him, thinking.

However, just talking about the way of swordsmanship, that young man is indeed a genius of the sky, a rare genius that can only be encountered once in ten thousand years.

He had just fought Ye Li, which shocked the world.

The afterlife is terrifying!

Nanming Jianjun couldn't help feeling that he was getting old.

And at this moment, on the ring.

Lin Yuchu defeated the previous opponent, and another opponent came up.

The one who stepped onto the stage was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old innocent boy dressed in a snow-white robe, with dignified eyebrows, handsome face, arrogant expression, and a bit of ignorance.

He got into the ring and stood there with a sword in his hand.

Lin Yuchu didn't feel any strong spirit from him, and he was completely different from his previous opponents.

It was as if a golden sheep broke into the arena of wolves.

Such a inconsistent style of painting made Lin Yuchu inevitably look at him twice.

He thought to himself, this young master is not suitable for going to the battlefield, he is suitable for being pampered and spoiled with a golden spoon in a mansion in a mansion with a deep boudoir.

But it is clear that the golden sheep lacks correct self-awareness.

He thought he had broken into the arena of wolves, and he was a wolf.

"you're good."

The young master with dignified eyebrows and arrogant expression looked at Lin Yuchu in front of him, raised his chin, looked at people with his chin, and looked down at him with condescending eyes, and said, "So, I allow you to admit defeat."

"For your face." The young master said in a particularly arrogant tone, "For the sake of saving you from being defeated by me, you will be hit hard, and you will never recover from it."

"..." Lin Yuchu.

This was the first time anyone dared to say such bold words to him.

This golden sheep is very brave.

After witnessing the battle between Lin Yuchu and Ye Li, he can still say such big words, if he is not a fool, he is a master!

Obviously.

Those who can stand here are definitely not fools. Sword League will not invite a fool to come to the sword competition, and will not send a sword sticker invitation letter to a fool.

So, this is actually an unfathomable genius?

The deeply hidden one?

Under the arena, when the monks heard that the young man with an arrogant expression and a weak sword spirit was talking nonsense to Lin Yuchu as soon as he came to the stage, they were so surprised and uncertain.

but……

Forgive me for my clumsy eyesight and poor academic skills, but I really didn't see how extraordinary and amazing that young master of the aristocratic family was.

Instead, it looked weak.

And Jianjun Nanming, who was sitting on the presiding judge's seat in front of the ring, looked at the noble and arrogant young man who appeared on the ring, his face suddenly changed, and he thought to himself, "How could it be him!"

while in the arena

The expression on Lin Yuchu's face was as calm as usual, nothing unusual, as if he was not affected by the young man's words.

He looked at the young man in front of him, and said in a flat tone: "If you want me to admit defeat, at least tell me your name."

Hearing this, the boy's face seemed to be surprised.

After being stunned for a while, he looked at him, pursed his lips and said, "Ming Yushu."

"The person who defeated you is Ming Yushu!"

Ming Yushu stared at the tall and straight young man in front of him, who was as imposing as a sharp cold sword out of its sheath, and said in a firm voice, "Remember it!"

"Bullshit!"

In front of the arena presiding officer seat.

Seeing this and hearing these words, Jianjun Nanming suddenly shouted in a cold voice, with a displeased expression on his face, staring at Ming Yushu on the ring in front of him with ugly eyes.

The author has something to say: Golden wool sheep, want to pluck wool! by Lin Yuchu is still very greedy today.