Lin Yun and Yun Ruoxi stood side by side in the center of the crowd.
A group of patrol soldiers stood behind them and looked at them with obedience.
Two bloody heads fell to the ground at Lin Yun's feet.
One of the heads was split in half from the middle, which was obviously that of the Ming Cult leader.
The townspeople were very unfamiliar with this head. Because the man with the shaved head didn't show up, the townspeople didn't know he existed.
The other head was very familiar to the villagers. It was the head of the bandit leader.
Those who didn't believe that the gangsters were wiped out completely believed it after seeing this head.
Coupled with the confirmation from these patrol soldiers, they couldn't find any reason to doubt it.
The young man in front of me really wiped out the ruthless bandits that even the Yuzhou patrol could not wipe out.
"The young hero is a great benefactor to our town for destroying the ruthless bandits. Please accept our respect!"
All the villagers and elders present had tears in their eyes. They knelt down in front of Lin Yun with tears of gratitude, worshiped Lin Yun devoutly, and shouted Lin Yun's name in unison.
"Lin Yun!"
"Lin Yun!"
In their eyes, Lin Yun seemed to be no longer a young man, but a god who saved them.
Amid enthusiastic cheers, the old shopkeeper squeezed his way into the crowd.
When he saw that the people kneeling and worshiping were actually Lin Yun and Yun Ruoxi, his whole body froze on the spot as if petrified, and he just stared at Lin Yun in stunned silence.
Isn't this the boy and girl who was kidnapped by gangsters outside his inn before?
Could it be that the young hero who killed the bandits according to the villagers was this boy?
After being stunned for a long time, the old shopkeeper asked in shock: "Little brother, was it you who wiped out those bandits?"
Lin Yun did not speak, but the patrol soldiers behind him nodded quickly and replied: "We saw with our own eyes that he killed the bandit leader with one sword and the leader of the Ming Cult with one sword!"
After hearing the words of the patrol soldiers, everyone present could not help but take a deep breath.
They don't know what the Mingjiao helmsman means.
But they clearly knew the strength of the bandit leader.
In order to demonstrate, the bandit leader showed his strength in the town.
Thousands of people in the town witnessed his terrifying strength with their own eyes.
His fists smashed the houses, his feet cracked the streets. He was so powerful and as fast as a thundering roar.
Just as scary as a monster!
Such a powerful person was actually killed by this young man with one sword. It is really hard to imagine how terrifying this young man's strength is!
"Is everything done? It's faster than I expected." Ren Tanqian's voice suddenly sounded, and he, Yuan Xiaofeng and Hu Jin, pushed through the crowd and came to Lin Yun.
He thought it would take at least tomorrow for Lin Yun to finish this matter, but he didn't expect Lin Yun to finish it so quickly.
"The enemy is too weak, so we didn't waste much time." Lin Yun replied calmly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
After hearing Lin Yun's words, everyone present almost choked.
Is the enemy too weak?
They couldn't believe what they were hearing.
Are those ruthless bandits who can break trees and rocks with their bare hands and climb over walls on foot weak?
It is simply unimaginable, how strong this young man must be to think that they are weak?
…
That night, Linzhong Town, which had been dead for several months, came to life again, showing unprecedented liveliness.
All the townspeople went out and held a fire party on the street, singing and dancing all night long.
Early the next morning, Lin Yun and his party left Linzhong Town amid farewells from the whole town.
Looking at the retreating figures, all the villagers showed pious expressions, just like pilgrims seeing the gods of their faith.
From that day on, Lin Yun's name was always remembered in the hearts of the people of Linzhong Town. He was like the patron saint of the townspeople.
…
After leaving Linzhong Town, Lin Yun and his party crossed the forest and continued heading north, soon entering the royal domain.
After traveling in the Royal Territory for more than half a day, we finally arrived at the core of the Royal Territory - the Royal City at sunset!
The Imperial City is the most prosperous city in the Southern Xia Kingdom. It is several times larger than Yuzhou in terms of distribution area and population.
Before entering the royal city, you can see the city wall that is more than ten meters high from a distance.
Such a height is enough to stop any warrior below the warrior realm.
The city gate is twenty meters high, and the door panel is a thick metal gate.
After Ren Tan Qian checked his identity with the guard, he took Lin Yun and others into the royal city.
Whether it is Yun Ruoxi, Yuan Xiaofeng or Hu Jin, it is their first time to come to the royal city, so it is inevitable that they will look novel, like country bumpkins who have just entered the city.
Only Lin Yun, who was accustomed to seeing others, seemed very stable, as if he was not in the same age group as them.
The streets of the royal city are several times wider than those of Yuzhou City. The streets are busy with traffic and there is a constant flow. Beast carts come and go, and there is no congestion at all.
The buildings on both sides of the street also have different styles. There are various facades, including restaurants and inns, as well as pharmacies and other shops.
The area of the royal city is very large. Just the area of the royal palace is almost comparable to that of Yuzhou City.
Outside the palace, hundreds of streets and alleys criss-crossed to form a vast urban area, stretching for dozens of miles, and the end of the urban area could not be seen.
Lin Yun and his party walked along the wide street and walked for a full quarter of an hour before arriving at the palace.
The royal palace is located in the center of the royal city and is also surrounded by a city wall more than ten meters high. The palace is divided into four gates: east, west, south and north.
The registration office for the Wangcheng Martial Arts Conference is the East Gate Wu'anmen Gate.
Wu'anmen is a magnificent turret with three floors and a height of tens of meters.
When Lin Yun and others arrived at Wu'anmen, Wu'anmen Square was already filled with all kinds of people.
Almost all of these people are young warriors, and their realm is almost all above the seventh-level warrior. They are obviously geniuses who have come to sign up for the Royal City Martial Arts Conference.
When Lin Yun and his party arrived at the square, they immediately attracted the attention of many people.
"Eh? Are these people also here to participate in the Royal City Martial Arts Conference? Why are there still wastes at the level of a sixth-level warrior?"
"Which state or county did they come from? In the past, the disciples who participated in the Royal City Martial Arts Conference were at least seven level warriors at best. This lineup really refreshed my concept."
"They were brought by Palace Master Ren. They must be disciples of Yuzhou County's Wu Palace."
"Are all the geniuses in Yuzhou dead? How come they have become so rubbish? And where is that guy named Jiang Nanjian? Why haven't you seen him?"
Ren Tanqian ignored the taunting voices and led Lin Yun and others into Wu'anmen, preparing to report to the official responsible for registration.
As soon as he walked into Wu'anmen, there was an annoying sound in the house.
"Master Ren, long time no see. Nice to meet you."
Ren Tan Qian looked around and saw an old man with sly eyes strolling towards him.