"Why is my boss the only one to be hit by you? Why? Lao Zhao did not make any mistakes at all. All his actions were in accordance with the rules and regulations of the Dragon Clan. Your disciple had to block the Dragon Clan's law enforcement. If he was killed, it can only be said that it was his own fault.
Damn it, who do you think you are? You dare to threaten a member of the Dragon Clan who is lawfully enforcing the law? Do you think the Four Dragon Kings don’t even exist?"
While Lin Zhiming was being held high, a woman's voice suddenly appeared.
This voice was unusually abrupt. Everyone was waiting for Lin Zhiming to express his position. No one could have imagined that someone would say such a thing at this time.
Everyone looked at the speaker.
The person who spoke was a person who looked very young but had an extremely hot figure. When every man saw this woman, he couldn't help but look at the sensitive parts of her body. At the same time, he sighed inwardly why he was so petite.
A girl would have such a big weapon.
Lin Zhiming also looked at the girl, who was none other than Min Ning'er.
"Where did you come from, wild girl, and you have the right to speak here?" The swordsman looked at Min Ning'er with a dark face and scolded her.
"I'm not a wild girl, I'm Min Ning'er from the Public Relations Department of the Dragon Clan. I'm responsible for helping our boss coordinate the conflicts between the major sects and various martial arts people!" Min Ning'er proudly raised her chin and straightened her chest.
"I have already made a big concession, do you dragon clan really want to watch me fight you until death?" the swordsman said through gritted teeth.
"Till death? I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications." Lin Zhiming said with a sneer. After saying this, Lin Zhiming looked at Min Ning'er and said with a smile, "Ning'er, what you said is good. We didn't make any mistakes.
Why do I have to take a hit for no reason? If I just take his blow like this, doesn’t it mean that everything Zhao Qingchen did before was wrong?"
"Lin Zhiming, you are too arrogant. Do you really think no one can cure you?" the swordsman said angrily.
"Of course there are people in this world who can cure me, but they are definitely not you Kendo people... Kendo people, you ignore the facts and kidnap us morally. We are obviously right, but you make it seem like we have done something wrong. You have no morals at all.
, you are not a swordsman, in my opinion, you are a swordsman!" Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"How dare you insult my name? My name was given to me by my master. It is more important to me than my own life! Lin Zhiming, you insult me like this. I will definitely fight you to the death here today. There is only one thing between us.
There is one person who left here alive!" The swordsman roared angrily, shaking the sword in his hand, and murderous intent surged out of his body.
This killing intent made the temperature of the entire hospital seem to drop a lot.
"Swordsman, don't be impulsive!"
As soon as Li Modi saw that the swordsman wanted to fight Lin Zhiming, he hurriedly stopped him. He actually knew the goal of the swordsman, so he cooperated with the swordsman in lobbying Lin Zhiming. He never thought that Lin Zhiming would still be able to fight.
Without agreeing to receive a blow from the swordsman, the swordsman became furious and wanted to fight Lin Zhiming. This desperate effort was tantamount to the swordsman taking the initiative to attack the second-level official of the Dragon Clan. This is completely different from the swordsman attacking Zhao Qingchen. The swordsman attacked Zhao Qingchen.
Even if a person kills Zhao Qingchen, he will not be harmed by the Dragon Clan, but if he dares to attack Lin Zhiming, the Dragon Clan will have no choice even if he wants to favor the swordsman. After all, Lin Zhiming's identity is already second level within the Dragon Clan.
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"Come on, I want to see how powerful you, an unscrupulous bitch, can be. If you get fat early, you won't be called fat. If you get fat later, you will be overwhelmed. You became the God of War earlier than me, but that doesn't mean you are better than me.
I am strong!" Lin Zhiming continued to provoke the swordsman. Hearing Lin Zhiming's words, the swordsman almost exploded with anger. He could not listen to a word of Li Modi's words, and even gave up their so-called plan.
In the back of his head, right now, he just wanted to make the newly promoted God of War in front of him look good!
So, the swordsman rushed towards Lin Zhiming with his sword!
"No!" Li Modi's scream came, but he still couldn't stop the swordsman.
"This is a hospital, not a place for you to fight! I want to fight outside!" After Lin Zhiming finished speaking, he accelerated towards the window next to him.
With a bang, Lin Zhiming hit the window hard, and the window shattered. After that, Lin Zhiming disappeared in front of everyone.
"Don't run!" When the swordsman saw Lin Zhiming jumping out of the window, he turned around and rushed towards the window, and then jumped out of the hospital from the piece of glass Lin Zhiming broke.
Everyone ran towards the window.
Outside the window, the two war gods were fighting together at the entrance of the hospital.
The swordsman's sword moves are extremely delicate. The soft sword constantly changes its appearance in the air, sometimes like a rain of swords, sometimes like a swimming dragon.
On the other hand, Lin Zhiming, although he was bare-handed, his fists were as if they were made of iron. The fists collided with the sword and made a clanging sound. The sharp sword light could not penetrate Lin Zhiming's skin at all.
The huge explosion caused by the collision of swords and fists echoed in front of the hospital, and everyone watching the battle was stunned.
This is a battle at the God of War level. The power unleashed from any simple fight is beyond what ordinary Martial Kings can withstand. They have transcended the scope of normal humans. It is not an exaggeration to describe them as superhuman.
At this time, in front of the hospital, Lin Zhiming was fighting the swordsman while constantly mocking the swordsman.
"You're pretty good at being mean, but you're just a bit mean."
"Being older doesn't mean you are right. There are many people in the world who are disrespectful to their elders."
All kinds of ridicules came from Lin Zhiming's mouth and entered the ears of the swordsman, making the swordsman almost explode. He had lived in seclusion in the world for so many years. He thought that his Taoist mind was very stable, but he didn't.
Come to think of it, his Taoist heart is not even as good as that of ordinary people. Most people would probably not be so angry when they hear others scold him.
In fact, it is reasonable to think about it. How can a person who has been separated from society and beaten for decades be able to bear all kinds of insults suddenly? If he is a serious person who hangs out in society, he often encounters people who follow others.
Being scolded or insulted by others can be tolerated easily.
In Lin Zhiming's view, the so-called retreat from the world may be useful if it is used to study martial arts. It is simply impossible to cultivate one's mind through retreat from the world.
Why else would the ancients have a saying called "Great hermitage in the city"? Only by facing all kinds of people in the market can a person's character be tempered.
The swordsman who was obviously not very tough was completely irritated by Lin Zhiming's words. He suddenly flexed his arms, pouring power into his hands, then slammed his foot on the ground and thrust the sword in his hand forward.
"Three swords that break the void!" the swordsman roared angrily.
As the swordsman roared, the swordsman's wrist vibrated at an extremely terrifying frequency.
This shock wave was transmitted from the wrist to the sword, and the sword trembled at the same time.
The trembling of the wrist was not large, but as the trembling spread to the sword, the sword began to tremble violently.
With this tremor, the sword in the swordsman's hand seemed to turn into three swords in an instant.
"It's Wudang's three swords of breaking the void!!" Bi Feiyun, who saw this scene on the aisle, couldn't help but screamed.
"The legendary three swords that have been lost?!" someone asked in surprise.
No one answered this man, because everyone's eyes were attracted by the sword in the hand of the swordsman.
One sword turned into three swords, and these three swords headed towards Lin Zhiming with undeniable power.
Seeing the three swords coming towards him, Lin Zhiming's eyes flashed with something strange. Then, Lin Zhiming fearlessly rushed forward, clenched a fist with one hand, and struck at the three swords coming towards him.
Whoosh!
Bang bang bang!
There were six sounds in total, and then the bodies of Lin Zhiming and the swordsman crossed each other, and both of them turned their backs to each other.
One second later…
Puff puff puff puff!
On Lin Zhiming's body, streams of blood spurted out from his body surface.
Lin Zhiming's clothes suddenly tore apart and bore countless scratches.
The blood spurted out from those scratches.
"Lin Zhiming was actually injured!"
"Sure enough, you are still young!"
The onlookers sighed and shook their heads.
Lin Zhiming turned his head to look at the swordsman with an ugly expression.
The swordsman also turned to look at Lin Zhiming.
"What a powerful sword move!" After Lin Zhiming said this, his feet softened and he knelt on the ground with one foot.
The swordsman stood there, looking at Lin Zhiming with a victor's attitude and said, "This is the price you pay for insulting me!"
After saying that, the swordsman shook his peak and walked towards Lin Zhiming.
"Swordsman, stop here!!!" Li Modi ran down from upstairs, rushed in front of Lin Zhiming, and blocked Lin Zhiming behind him.
"He humiliated me. This matter is not over yet. If I don't destroy him, I, the swordsman, will not be able to gain a foothold in the martial arts world!" the swordsman said with a dark face.
"You are so presumptuous. Zhi Ming is a senior cadre of the Dragon Clan. How dare you hurt him?" Li Modi scolded.
"Director Li, please leave it alone. I will fight him to the death here today. No one can stop me!" Lin Zhiming stood up from the ground and said through gritted teeth.
"I really want to see you die, but with so many pairs of eyes looking at you, if the swordsman really kills you, the Wudang sect will also be destroyed!" Li Modi shouted in his heart, but he said, "Enemies.
It is better to untie than to tie, swordsman, Director Lin has been injured, so let’s stop this matter, don’t go further down the wrong road!!”
The swordsman frowned and looked at Li Mo Di. Before going down the mountain, Zhang Wuhan, the headmaster of the Wudang Sect, told him that Li Mo Di was one of his own and he would help him kill Lin Zhiming. Now that he had injured Lin Zhiming, he would just continue to attack.
, then Lin Zhiming will be killed by him sooner or later, why does Li Modi want to stand up and stop him at this time? Could it be that Li Modi has rebelled?