A moment ago, Lin Ling looked down at his watch and frowned.
Then, he opened the car door and got out of the car. As if there was no one else around, he slowly walked forward.
When he reached a hawker selling masks, he stopped in his tracks.
"Master, look at this mask. It can ward off evil spirits!"
When the peddler saw that someone was here for business, he immediately greeted him with a smile.
Lin Ling didn't say anything and looked around the stall.
Strange and colorful masks were displayed among them.
In the land of Fengtian, the fairy of the horse was quite popular among the people. At that time, many people in the family worshiped him, and this cultural image naturally extended to the mask.
Lin Ling's gaze finally stopped. He chose a black and white mask with a ferocious face and put it on.
This mask was said to be a ghost officer in charge of killing in the Horse Immortal.
The peddler was stunned. He had been in business for so many years, but he had never seen anyone take the initiative to buy such a mask.
Normally, people would avoid this evil spirit as much as they could. Today, someone actually took the initiative to buy it?
However, while the peddler was thinking, Lin Ling had already left with his mask on.
"Hey! You haven't paid yet!"
The peddler immediately shouted.
"Shut up, the money is here."
Su Wenqian shouted and threw two pieces of cash at the stall.
The peddler was stunned. These two pieces of cash were enough for him to make a living for half a year. He immediately couldn't help but be happy. After nodding and bowing in thanks, he secretly laughed in the corner.
Lin Ling continued to walk without any distractions. He didn't have enough time to disguise himself, so he could only use a human mask as a substitute.
Lin Ling didn't want to do anything at first, but when Matsui Jiro said that he wanted to ban all the Fengtian martial arts families, he knew that he couldn't stand by and watch anymore.
One had to know that Chinese martial arts was indirectly the best witness to a country's civilization and physique.
He had originally thought that this Ronin would stop at nothing. He had not expected that he would actually want to destroy the foundation of Chinese martial arts.
Cherry Blossom Ronin's move could be said to be a killing move.
Their ambitions were obvious. It was like how the Chinese could only communicate in English in the future. If they could not even use their mother tongue, they would forget their roots and civilization would be broken.
People forgetting their roots was equivalent to the destruction of a country.
This was altering history and destroying thousands of years of Chinese civilization.
For the sake of national justice, Lin Ling wanted to nip the situation in the bud before it spread beyond Fengtian.
Chinese martial arts.
Not to be trampled on.
The reporter caught a blurry figure and glanced at it.
Somewhere in the crowd that surrounded the arena, a dozen people suddenly felt a chill on their backs. They turned around and saw a man wearing an Evil Ghost Path mask.
He was dressed in a black suit, exuding a calm and murderous aura. The eyes on the mask were like black gemstones that emitted a deep glow. At the same time, they emitted a cold aura that made people not dare to look directly at them.
Everyone subconsciously made way for Lin Ling. It was as if there was a wall of air in the crowd, allowing Lin Ling to walk onto the ring.
"What, what is this person's background? I only looked into his eyes once, and it was as if I had seen hell!”
A man couldn't help but swallow his saliva as he spoke in fear.
"Maybe it's because of the mask, it's a little scary.”
"Look, he's on the ring. Does he want to fight this Ronin?”
“......”
The crowd whispered their suspicions. Some of the leading figures in the martial arts world looked at Lin Ling, who was wearing the mask of the Evil Ghost Sect. They immediately frowned and began to guess where this person came from.
"Master!"
"Shh, don't talk."
Chi Tiecheng's eyes were full of stars. He was about to shout, but Yu Manli stopped him in time.
Shan Leng also blinked his big eyes curiously. Previously, the Grand Master at the dock had never fought before. Looking at Lin Ling's scholarly appearance, he thought that the Grand Master did not know martial arts.
However, Shan Leng felt that it was impossible. To be able to lead such a decisive subordinate, Grand Master shouldn't not know any martial arts, right?
Matsui Jiro, who was enjoying the interview, said proudly when he saw the person on the stage,
"Another one who isn't afraid of death."
Lin Ling, who was wearing a mask, did not speak.
However, as he stood there, a supreme pressure slowly spread out from the arena as the center under Lin Ling's deliberate restraint.
There was no lack of Qi Refining seniors present below the stage. When they saw the masked man in front of them, they actually felt a little breathless. Moreover, they also understood that this was the result of the other party deliberately restraining himself.
"This is a true expert."
The pupils of the martial arts elders immediately constricted. Zhao Wucheng, the leader of the White Eyebrow Saber Sect, struggled to hold his last breath and tried his best to raise his head to look at the masked Lin Ling in front of him.
However, there were still few who knew what was good. Most of the people in the country thought that it was another hot-blooded disciple of some sect who went up to the ring. They immediately dissuaded him.
"Quick, come down! You are not a match for this Wei Nation ronin!”
"It's fate that our generation has suffered such a disaster. There's no need to sacrifice your life.”
"Don't try to show off, young man. You still have a long way to go. Even Sect Leader Zhao can't do anything to him.”
“......”
Everyone's eyes were red. The Cherry Blossom Ronin's swordsmanship was indeed beyond their imagination.
Lin Ling just stood on the stage without saying a word.
"Is he deaf?"
Someone in the crowd couldn't help but say subconsciously.
"Shut up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was reprimanded by his seniors.
They knew that the man in front of them was not ordinary, but the Cherry Blossom Ronin was too strong. For a moment, everyone was filled with unease.
"Hehe, you are very brave, but are you sure you want to fight me barehanded? You can borrow a knife from these trash.”
Matsui Jiro had a demon sword in his chest. He was still standing in the ring. He sensibly pointed the camera at the ring and quickly left.
Lin Ling stood with his hands behind his back and said softly,
"Kill you with a saber? Are you even worthy?"
What?
Matsui Jiro was instantly enraged by this unreasonable insult.
"Baka! A little sick man of East Asia dares to talk to me like this!？”
The people below the stage were also stunned. They looked at the masked man on the stage in shock.
At this moment, the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Everyone below the stage did not dare to breathe loudly.
The two young men's determined faces were filled with admiration for Lin Ling.
After a year of learning, Su Wenqian and Chi Tiecheng were the best.
They respected Lin Ling as if he was a god.
"The Japanese pirates are rampant, do they really think that our country has no martial arts?”
Lin Ling glanced at him indifferently. His pitch-black eyes seemed to have stars flowing in them.
Matsui Jiro narrowed his eyes slightly. He actually felt a trace of pressure from the other party. He immediately laughed wildly,
"Hahaha, Sick Man of East Asia, you're very arrogant. Alright then, I'll let you experience the ultimate profundity of the Cherry Blossom Sword Dao today.”
"As long as I can block the next sword, it will be considered your victory. I will commit suicide at any moment!”
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