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Boom!
Still the same as before, Lin Zhiming's fist hit Wang Zhiming's stomach, making a loud noise.
After this huge sound, Wang Zhiming's body froze in place.
Lin Zhiming slowly retracted his hand.
Wang Zhiming looked at Lin Zhiming in horror.
At this time, he only felt that a terrible force was raging in his internal organs.
My body, which was my greatest source of confidence, was completely unable to withstand such a force.
The next moment, Wang Zhiming's handsome face began to twist a little bit.
Wang Zhiming's straight body began to bend at this time.
The twisting and bending went hand in hand. On the one hand, a mask of pain appeared on Wang Zhiming's face, and on the other hand, Wang Zhiming's bow turned into a prawn.
puff!
Wang Zhiming spit out a mouthful of blood, then squatted on the ground holding his stomach.
Laughter came from all around.
"Hahaha, if you pretend to be cool, you will be struck by lightning!"
"What kind of courage did you have to take a punch from Mr. Lin naked? Is it Liang Jingru?"
"You are such a fucking idiot."
The onlookers around him laughed and cursed Wang Zhiming with joy.
Wang Zhiming squatted on the ground, blood, tears, and snot flowing from his mouth, eyes, and nose.
After practicing martial arts for thirty years, he has never felt such terrible pain. This feeling is like pulling the intestines out of your stomach and tying a bow around your body.
Wang Zhiming felt that his defense was strong enough, but he did not expect that under Lin Zhiming's punch, his defense would become so weak.
Obviously he has mastered special abilities, why can't he withstand Lin Zhiming's punch?
With a pop, Wang Zhiming finally sat down on the ground.
It's not that he doesn't want to squat, it's that he really has no way to continue squatting.
"Ugh!" Wang Zhiming suddenly vomited and vomited out everything he had eaten before.
"Ugh...that's disgusting."
"Oh no, get out and vomit!"
People around him yelled and cursed.
After Wang Zhiming vomited a few times, he reluctantly got up from the ground.
Lin Zhiming stood in front of him, looking calm and calm.
"I didn't expect that your strength would be so terrifying!" Wang Zhiming said, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"You are indeed better than ordinary people, and you have crazy capital, but you don't understand what it means that there is a world outside the sky and there are people outside the world." Lin Zhiming said.
"Don't get too proud too early. I will continue to get stronger. Give me enough time. One day I will definitely defeat you and let everyone know that the most powerful person in the Dragon Kingdom is not Lin Zhiming, but me, Wang Zhiming!!" Wang Zhiming
After saying this, he turned around and walked out of the cafeteria.
"Go away, you're a pretense!"
"You can't defeat someone like you even if I give you ten thousand years!"
The onlookers shouted and cursed.
Lin Zhiming didn't say anything more. He turned around and walked to Zhao Tuntian and whispered, "Let people stare at Wang Zhiming. There is something weird about this person."
"What's weird?" Zhao Tuntian asked doubtfully.
"I suspect that he is a person with special abilities. If he is really a person with special abilities, there will be many strange things." Lin Zhiming said.
"Okay, I understand." Zhao Tuntian nodded.
This is how the episode in the cafeteria ended.
Lin Zhiming proved him once again.
Of course, for the onlookers, this was not proof. After all, Wang Zhiming was so good at driving high and moving low. He acted like he was invincible at the beginning, which made everyone somewhat expect it. In the end, he was beaten by Lin Zhiming with one punch.
Shit, such a small character is not qualified to prove Lin Zhiming's power.
However, such an episode has added a lot of talk to the martial arts community.
As Lin Zhiming and others left the cafeteria, others followed and headed to the conference room.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the meeting started on time.
Lin Zhiming sat in the middle of the first row of the auditorium, while Zhao Tuntian and others sat on the stage opposite him.
This is the first time that Zhao Tuntian has held a meeting of this scale as the director. Even though Zhao Tuntian has experienced such meetings before, he still feels a little nervous looking at the more than 100 people in front of him.
Zhao Tuntian looked at Lin Zhiming instinctively, and found that Lin Zhiming was also looking at him, with a smile on his face.
Zhao Tuntian suddenly seemed to have taken a reassurance pill, and his whole heart suddenly stabilized.
"Fellow martial arts comrades, welcome to the Dragon Clan headquarters today..." Zhao Tuntian took the microphone and began his opening remarks.
The meeting has officially begun.
It had been a long time since Lin Zhiming had attended a meeting of the Dragon Clan as an audience member. It felt strange to be sitting in the audience.
Because the content of the meeting had been approved by Feng early in the morning, when Zhao Tuntian proposed the idea of co-governance, he immediately won the support of many people present.
The following meeting process was a bit lackluster. The Dragon Clan plans to co-govern the martial arts with various sects for half a year. If good results are achieved in this half-year, the co-governance time will be extended. And the so-called co-governance, then
There is the problem of governance area. Martial arts are everywhere in the entire Dragon Kingdom's 9.6 million square kilometers of land, and these martial arts will be divided into ten areas. These ten areas will be divided by the local Dragon Clan, sects, and participating parties.
Casual cultivators work together to manage...
Basically, the meeting was relatively peaceful up to this point, but when we started discussing the specific regional divisions, the differences became larger, and the main purpose of this meeting was to eliminate these differences.
The meeting lasted from two o'clock in the afternoon to six o'clock in the evening. Because the differences have not been eliminated, the meeting will continue tomorrow.
The Dragon Clan held a dinner for everyone, but Lin Zhiming did not participate because he wanted to invite Li Feifan and Zhang Shan to dinner tonight.
When everyone at the meeting saw Li Feifan, Zhang Shan and Lin Zhiming leaving together, they all had expressions of envy on their faces.
"Master Zhou, you really lost a lot of money in this meeting!" A famous martial arts veteran joked.
Zhou Hao's face looked ugly. He had offended Zhang Shan of the Wudang Sect during this meeting, but it turned out that Zhang Shan was Lin Zhiming's friend. His direct disciple was not only rebellious, but also provoked Lin Zhiming. It would be great if he won.
In the end, he lost without any surprise.
When these two things happened together, Zhou Hao's mood was beyond description in words.
Imperial Capital, a certain restaurant.
Lin Zhiming, Li Feifan, Zhang Shan, and Bi Feiyun were sitting in the restaurant's box together.
"Mr. Bi, you really shouldn't have come with us. It's an official banquet tonight, how could someone as important as you not show up!" Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"I don't like that kind of occasion. It would be more comfortable for us to eat and drink in private." Bi Feiyun said.
Lin Zhiming smiled and said to Li Feifan and Zhang Shan, "Mr. Bi is my best friend. You can get closer to him. Mr. Bi's status in the world is still very high and his connections are very strong."
"Then I'll have a few more drinks with Mr. Bi later!" the honest Li Feifan said seriously.
"Thank you, Mr. Lin." Zhang Shan thanked Lin Zhiming.
"I heard from Zhao Tuntian that you were bullied by Zhou Hao in the lounge?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"No, it's just different opinions." Zhang Shan shook his head.
"Are they just different opinions? You don't need to hide anything for Zhou Hao. If you need my help in any way, just ask." Lin Zhiming said.
"Wudang once went astray. This is a fact. It is natural to be bullied, oppressed, and discriminated against. If we want to change the current situation of Wudang Clan and change the image of Wudang Clan in people's hearts, we can only rely on us Wudang people to strengthen themselves. If we rely on
If you, or rely on the Dragon Clan, everyone will never truly recognize Wudang from the bottom of their hearts!" Zhang Shan said seriously.
"Oh?" Bi Feiyun looked at Zhang Shan in surprise and said, "Your character is quite remarkable! The rise of Wudang is probably not just talk."
"Zhang Shan and I had a conversation with him earlier. At that time, I knew that his character was unparalleled. You also know that I have issues with the Wudang sect, but to tell the truth, I don't want to see Wudang decline.
Now that I know that there are people like Zhang Shan in Wudang, I have the same idea as Mr. Bi. The rise of Wudang is just around the corner. But Zhang Shan, you have to know that the fragrance of wine is also afraid of deep alleys. If you just want to rely on yourself, maybe you can
To achieve the goal, the time required may be several times longer. This meeting is actually a new division of the Dragon Kingdom's martial arts world. Every sect and loose cultivator may become a prince. I know you are indifferent.
Fame and fortune, but I also hope you can fight for Wudang. I can't help you much in this kind of matter and can only rely on yourself." Lin Zhiming said seriously.
"I understand, thank you Mr. Lin for your advice." Zhang Shan said seriously.
"Boss of you, Master Zhang, got here by knowing each other, how close we can be!" Li Feifan said with a naive smile.
"Then drink a few more drinks later!" Zhang Shan said with a smile.
"sure!"
The meal was quite lively. Zhang Shan and Li Feifan were both happy drinkers, and they drank several bottles of liquor in a short time.
By 11:30 p.m., the meal had come to an end.
Lin Zhiming arranged for people to be sent away, and then he hid in the darkness alone.
Imperial Capital, in a hotel room.
"vomit!!"
Wang Zhiming lay on the wash basin and retched while facing the wash basin.
Because of the severe retching, the veins on Wang Zhiming's neck bulged.
After a long time, Wang Zhiming felt much better and walked out of the bathroom.
There was still some saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he looked very embarrassed.
When Wang Zhiming walked to the living room, his whole body froze suddenly, his eyes staring straight at the person sitting on the sofa.
"Lin Zhiming! Why are you here!?" Wang Zhiming asked nervously.
"Come here and see you, after all, my punch is not light." Lin Zhiming said with his legs crossed.
"Look at me? Do you think I'm a three-year-old? Just tell me what your purpose is." Wang Zhiming said.
Lin Zhiming smiled and said, "As for the purpose, there is indeed one. I want to ask you, are you... a person with special abilities?"