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Chapter 232 Battle of the Grandmasters?

Under countless gazes, Lin Chen walked away.

A waitress walked up to Fang Wan and asked, "Miss Fang, aren't you going in with Mr. Lin?"

Fang Wan looked at the rather beautiful unfamiliar face in front of her and asked in disbelief: "How did you know that I came with him?"

"Miss Fang, don't you know that Mr. Lin is the biggest director of this boxing gym..."

However, before the waitress could finish speaking, she suddenly stopped and then hurriedly bowed deeply to Fang Wan: "Miss Fang, please forget what I just said!"

Fang Wan is Lin Chen's friend, but she doesn't know Lin Chen's identity. This must be Lin Chen's deliberate move. Lin Chen must have his reasons for doing this.

The waitress thought of this and was worried about whether she had ruined Lin Chen's plan and was afraid of being punished, so she asked Fang Wan to forget about it.

Although Fang Wan is young, she has been in the "muddy waters" of the entertainment industry for so many years, so she can understand the implication of the waitress's words.

Fang Wan smiled softly and said, "Little sister, don't worry. My greatest advantage is that I have a strict speaking style."

"Thank you, Miss Fang, thank you, Miss Fang!"

The waitress kept bowing and thanking me.

Lin Chen walked towards the infield.

Fang Wan quickly caught up.

After seeing Lin Chen's back, Fang Wan shouted loudly: "Lin Chen, wait for me!"

However, Lin Chen kept walking and didn't seem to hear Fang Wan's voice at all.

Fang Wan was so angry that she stomped her feet: "Ah, ah, after all, I am also a beautiful woman and a big star, but this guy doesn't care about me. Is he a real man?"

Of course, these are all Fang Wan's inner thoughts and have not been spoken out.

Lin Chen walked into the inner hall.

Although the outfield is very popular, it is still not as good as the infield.

Because there were thirteen people lying on the huge arena!

These thirteen people either had broken arms or legs, and their bodies were all stained with blood!

There was only one person standing on Nuoda's stage. He was a thin, handsome man with long hair in white clothes. He was holding a fan in his hand, but the fan was always closed.

Not opened.

A staff member of the boxing gym stood below the ring. He said tremblingly: "Sir, according to the rules of our boxing gym, the loser should step down for treatment, but you have been guarding the ring like this, preventing us from killing these thirteen people."

It really troubles us to carry it down."

"no."

The handsome man shook his head slightly and spoke extremely slowly, making his voice sound like he was speaking every word.

The boxing gym staff looked extremely anxious: "Sir..."

"Today, I will defeat three, seventy-two and one people."

The handsome man spoke extremely slowly, making people sound very uncomfortable: "Thirteen of them are all martial arts practitioners. If they suffer this injury, they will not die. At most, they will be paralyzed or become disabled. If they die like this

Well, it is also a kind of baptism for the martial arts world. This group of incompetent useless people are simply unable to take on the important task of martial arts cultivators. It is a shame for the martial arts world that they are martial cultivators."

The handsome man's voice was extremely slow, and more than a minute had passed since he finished speaking.

The scene was completely silent.

I was shocked not only by the man's words, but also by the blood!

At this moment, the arena is covered with blood!

Under the dead silence, applause suddenly sounded.

"Bah bang bang!"

Following the sound, a fat man wearing a long khaki trench coat suddenly stood up in the audience. He clapped his hands and said, "Well said, very well said. Strength determines everything."

"Who are you?"

The man did not turn around to look.

Because he heard the voice, he knew he didn't know the other person.

"I am one of the directors of this boxing gym, Pang Panghai."

The fat man is Pang Dahai. E-book shop

The man asked expressionlessly: "Isn't Pang Dahai a kind of Chinese medicine?"

As soon as these words came out...

"Hahaha!"

The scene burst into laughter instantly.

Pang Dahai's face condensed slightly.

He hates it when people make fun of his name!

However, he remained calm and said: "I don't know whether Pang Dahai is a traditional Chinese medicine. I just want to know whether what you just said still counts?"

"What words?"

the man asked.

"You martial cultivators, after being defeated, there is no need to seek medical treatment, otherwise you will lose face in the martial arts community."

Pang Panghai said with a smile.

"It depends on the situation. If you are defeated by a weaker opponent than you, then seeking treatment will be tantamount to losing face in the martial arts world."

A man is just an old fox who doesn't keep his words to death.

"Okay! Well said! I applaud you!"

Pang Panghai applauded vigorously and suddenly pointed his finger to the left: "Then do you think that young man is weaker or stronger than you?"

The man glanced at Pang Panghai's finger, then followed his finger and looked in one direction.

That's the entrance from the outfield to the infield.

At this moment, there was a young man in black standing at the entrance.

Lin Chen!

"oh?"

Seeing Lin Chen, the long-haired man's face was calm, and his eyes were as calm as well water, but deep in his eyes, there was a particularly strong look of disdain, and then he slowly withdrew his gaze.

Although he didn't speak, his meaning was already obvious. This man was too young and was definitely no match for him!

Lin Chen had the same expressionless expression and walked directly towards the ring.

The scene was silent.

It was precisely because it was too quiet that Lin Chen would make footsteps when he stepped on the ground.

Da da da!

Hearing this footsteps...

The long-haired man's expression suddenly changed!

He turned his head suddenly and stared straight at Lin Chen. His eyes were like those of a cheetah hunting, which made people feel chilled!

At this time, in full view of everyone, Lin Chen had already stepped onto the ring.

The long-haired man stood seven or eight meters opposite Lin Chen and asked in a low voice: "Master?"

Lin Chen did not reply, but raised his fingers towards the man.

The meaning is obvious: stop talking nonsense! Let’s fight!

The long-haired man did not take action immediately, but spoke very slowly: "Martial arts cultivators have distinct realms. Internal strength masters, martial arts masters, martial arts masters, and martial arts grand masters have distinct realms. I am Chen Zheng, the master of Yuzhou.

, I just observed the sound of your footsteps and the way you walk. If I read it correctly, you should also be a martial arts master. The battle between masters is no small matter. Before the battle, you should worship the sky, the earth, and the true martial arts, so as to obtain

Emperor Zhenwu’s permission…”

However, before he could say the word "Xu", Lin Chen suddenly raised his right foot.

Whoosh!

Almost like teleporting, Lin Chen came to Chen Zheng in an instant!

Chen Zheng's expression changed. Although his brain hadn't given the reaction command yet, his body reaction had already made him take action. Without hesitation, he slapped Lin Chen with his palm!

This is exactly the ability of a martial arts master. Once he senses danger, his limbs will react instinctively without any instructions from the brain!


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