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The long sword pierced the sky!
A figure rushed swiftly towards Lin Chen.
Once again, a sword was drawn, swinging towards his back.
Hmm!
Lin Chen heard a muffled groan from behind. When he turned around, he found a middle-aged man clutching his arm, with blood dripping continuously from where his hand held it.
"This person violated the boundary blockade regulations of our Zhao Kingdom. I am acting according to the rules. Is your Liang Kingdom looking to challenge and start a war?"
The middle-aged man glared at Lin Chen with anger. At this mont, Lin Chen noticed a young man standing beside him.
A young man dressed in a green robe.
"Are you a disciple of our Liang Kingdom?"
"This junior is a disciple of Liang Kingdom."
Upon hearing Lin Chen’s response, the young man didn’t ask further. He looked at the middle-aged man from the Zhao Kingdom opposite him: "You dare attack a disciple of our Liang Kingdom and even pursue across the border. Today, I’ll sever one of your arms."
Whizz!
The man brandished his long sword again, and as soon as the sword light flashed, Lin Chen didn’t even have ti to see it clearly before a scream erupted from the opposite side.
The middle-aged man’s left arm fell to the ground.
"In ten breaths, if you don’t leave the territory of our Liang Kingdom, then prepare to leave your life here."
The young man spoke indifferently, his expression calm as if he was discussing so trivial matter.
The middle-aged man’s eyes were filled with resentnt. Being a fifth-grade martial artist but having his arm severed with one sword strike was a great humiliation. But he knew that this person, able to make him unable to react with one strike, must undoubtedly be of the fourth-grade realm.
"Zhao Kingdom will rember this. If your Liang Kingdom wants to beco enemies with all the countries, just wait and see."
After throwing a harsh sentence, the middle-aged man picked up his severed arm from the ground, turned back, and left in disgrace.
"Thank you, sir, for your help."
Lin Chen looked at the man in front of him. For so reason, he felt the man looked familiar, as if he had seen him sowhere before.
However, given the strong level of this man, if he had t him, he would surely rember.
"You are a disciple of our Liang Kingdom. How could I stand by and do nothing? Zhao Kingdom thought Liang was now too busy to pay attention, so they wanted to take advantage of the situation. They misjudged."
Upon hearing the young man’s words, Lin Chen was stunned. Taking advantage of the situation?
Could it be that sothing major has happened in Liang?
"Senior, why did Zhao suddenly blockade the border?"
The young man turned around and scrutinized Lin Chen. After a while, he asked, "What is your na?"
"Junior Lin Chen."
The young man, originally expressionless, suddenly seed surprised, his eye twitched a few tis: "Lin Chen of Jiangnan Dao Raozhou Prefecture?"
"Yes, senior, you know of ?"
"I not only know you but also have so connection with you. Can you guess who I am?"
"Guess?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Chen carefully examined the senior in front of him. Judging by his appearance, this senior was barely in his early thirties, definitely not past forty.
And since this senior asked him to guess, it should an he believes Lin Chen could figure it out from the conditions given.
In his thirties, uses a sword... strength seemingly among the best middle-grade martial artists...
The key is that he looks sowhat familiar...
All these conditions converged, and a na erged in Lin Chen’s mind, his eyes lit up: "Are you... are you Senior Pei Qingming?"
"Not bad, you indeed have a sharp mind."
Pei Qingming nodded with a smile, and upon getting Pei Qingming’s confirmation, Lin Chen’s face showed excitent.
This was the greatest talent acknowledged by Liang in the past three hundred years.
Although he was also called a genius, it was said that his potential surpasses that of Senior Pei.
"Senior Pei, how are you here?"
"This is not the place to talk; co with ."
If it were anyone else, even a genius disciple from Liang, Pei Qingming wouldn’t waste any ti. He had a purpose for being here, but since the youth was Lin Chen, he was willing to spend so ti.
Lin Chen followed behind Pei Qingming, both heading towards the distance.
Along the way, Pei Qingming simply walked ahead, although at a non-trivially fast pace. Lin Chen didn’t dare ask more questions and just focused entirely on keeping up.
With his current strength, it took all his effort to barely keep up with Pei Qingming. Seeing Senior Pei walking leisurely, Lin Chen reminded himself that he had a long way to go on the Martial Path.
The gap between himself and a true strong person was still vast.
"Not bad."
After a quarter of an hour, Pei Qingming stopped and murmured a word.
He deliberately sped up his pace along the way, yet Lin Chen, despite his age, managed to keep pace without falling too far behind or appearing exhausted. His vigorous Qi Blood was indeed rare.
Ever since Liang Kingdom went to war with the Northern Border Demon Race, he returned to Liang, specifically visiting the Lingxiao Martial Arts Academy and eting Dean Hou.
It was the first ti he saw Dean Hou praise a young man so highly. Especially when Dean Hou ntioned the richness of Lin Chen’s Qi Blood as unprecedented since the founding of Liang, Pei Qingming had so doubts, thinking the Dean might be exaggerating.
Now it seed that Dean Hou hadn’t exaggerated.
When Lin Chen heard the word "not bad," he was montarily stunned but didn’t have ti to respond before a woman stepped out from the bamboo grove ahead.
"Brother Pei has returned."
The woman wore a serene smile, but when she saw Lin Chen following behind Pei Qingming, a hint of confusion appeared in her eyes.
"Qingqing, let introduce you. This little guy is the one who broke all my records—Martial Arts Mountain, Lingxiao Hall... I suspect the fastest realm breakthrough record will also soon be his."
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