"Dong Jian, let people launch an attack on the old bastard. Although the old bastard is hiding underground, if we attack in a large scale, it will be extremely difficult for him without two generals. When the time comes, we will try to get the old bastard to send him out.
The general called him back." Lin Zhiming called Dong Jian and informed Dong Jian of his decision.
"Okay!" Dong Jian said.
"If this doesn't work, then I will go back to the battlefield outside the territory and kill that old bastard." Lin Zhiming said.
"Then the balance of the external battlefield will be broken, and the external battlefield will inevitably fall into chaos." Dong Jian said.
"Chaos is chaos, at least it can buy me a little more time." Lin Zhiming said.
"There is also the possibility of someone taking advantage of troubled waters!" Dong Jian said.
"So I must seize the time and try to resolve these matters within half a year." Lin Zhiming said.
"Understood!"
After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhiming fell into deep thought.
After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door.
Bang bang bang!
"Come in." Lin Zhiming said.
The office door was opened by the secretary, and Bi Feiyun walked in together with the limping Luo Jun.
"Why are you here? Luo Jun, are you able to move freely so quickly?" Lin Zhiming stood up from the chair and asked in surprise.
"It's nothing serious. It's just an injury. I've suffered enough injuries since I started practicing martial arts. If I can walk, I won't lie down, so I can recover faster!" Luo Jun said with a smile.
"Sit down, you two." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"I won't sit down anymore!" Bi Feiyun looked at Lin Zhiming with a smile and said, "The two of us are here to say goodbye."
"Farewell? Are you leaving?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Yes!" Bi Feiyun nodded, "This battle has exposed some of Luo Jun's shortcomings, so I plan to go back and train him properly so that he can participate in the king-conferring battle that happens every three years!"
"Is it too late?" Lin Zhiming asked curiously.
"Although Luo Jun lost this battle, it is not without gains. Warriors can only achieve the fastest breakthrough by fighting close to the limit. Luo Jun has already gained some insights. I will help him after he returns."
Integrating these insights into himself is enough for him to make great progress!" Bi Feiyun said.
"Congratulations to Brother Luo!" Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"Zhi Ming, I came here this time. On the one hand, I want to say goodbye to you. On the other hand, I also want to confirm something with you." Bi Feiyun said.
"You say."
"The person who defeated Caesar wearing sunglasses that day... was you, right?" Bi Feiyun stared at Lin Zhiming and asked.
"It's me!" Lin Zhiming nodded and did not deny it, because he simply wore sunglasses that day. As long as people who knew him had seen the video of the scene, it would be easy to recognize him, so denying it was meaningless.
"I finally understand...why you don't want to be my disciple." Bi Feiyun smiled lonely and said, "At the age of twenty-eight, you have already surpassed the eighth-rank Martial Lord. I have watched your video. You
…I’m afraid he is already a tenth-rank Martial Lord, right?”
"Absolutely." Lin Zhiming smiled noncommittally.
"Twenty-eight-year-old tenth-grade Martial Lord...maybe also a twenty-eight-year-old Martial King. With such a talent as yours, you simply disdain the guidance of mortals. Come to think of it, you should have a more terrifying teacher, right? I'm just too proud.
, I should have seen that you are not an ordinary genius." Bi Feiyun said.
"I said, I am not determined to do this." Lin Zhiming said.
"You can have such terrible abilities even if you don't have this ambition. If you really immerse yourself in it, I'm afraid that within ten years, our Dragon Kingdom will have a new God of War! I know my fate, old man, I don't have any hobbies in this life, I just like to cultivate geniuses , let them become truly strong, and then contribute to the martial arts of our Dragon Kingdom. You are a stunning piece of jade, and I am not qualified to teach you, but... I hope that in the future, if you really become the God of War of the Dragon Kingdom, you I can make my best contribution to the martial arts world of Dragon Kingdom." Bi Feiyun said.
"You should have seen yesterday's battle. Don't you understand why I went on the field?" Lin Zhiming asked with a smile.
"That's true." Bi Feiyun smiled and said, "You have already explained everything with your actions. I am very relieved. This trip has no regrets. I know my fate. If you enter the imperial capital in the future, you must remember to find him. I, I will take you to meet my apprentices. Although you are a rare genius in the world, my apprentices are not bad either."
"Definitely!" Lin Zhiming nodded.
"Thirteen...your code name is really interesting. I originally planned to accept you as my thirteenth apprentice!" Bi Feiyun said with a smile.
Lin Zhiming smiled and said, "If I really have time in the future, it wouldn't be a bad idea to practice under your disciples for a while."
"I remember what you said. The position of the thirteenth disciple under my sect has always been reserved for you. There is no end to martial arts. No matter how talented a person is, he should train diligently. Although I am not qualified to be your master, but After living for a few more decades, I will always have some insights into martial arts that can help you. If I have the opportunity, I will definitely have a good chat with you. Having said that, we still have to catch a plane, so I won’t say more, see you later!" Bi Feiyun said with his hands clasped in fists.
"See you later!" Lin Zhiming returned the favor with his hands clasped, and then sent the two of them out of his office.
Watching the two people leave, Lin Zhiming had a vague feeling in his heart that he, these two people, and even Bi Feiyun's disciples, should see each other again soon.
Downstairs of Lin Group.
"Master, what a pity. If he is really willing to join your sect, then maybe your long-cherished wish will come true." Luo Jun said with emotion.
"Who can predict the future accurately?" Bi Feiyun smiled and said, "If someone like Lin Zhiming joins my disciples just because I said a few words, then I will look down on him."
"Back then, didn't our brothers and sisters worship you as our disciple just because you said a few words?" Luo Jun said with a strange expression.
"Can you compare to Lin Zhiming? You are ordinary geniuses, but Lin Zhiming is a peerless genius!" Bi Feiyun said.
"Master, you don't belittle your own disciples and elevate others, right?" Luo Jun said aggrievedly.
"Did I belittle you when I said you were geniuses?" Bi Feiyun asked with a straight face.
"That's not true." Luo Jun scratched his head, and then said, "Master, can I really catch up with the battle to seal the king in a few months?"
"As long as you can understand the true meaning of Mangfu Fist, there is no problem in participating in the Battle of the King. The key is...Lin Zhiming whether he wants to participate in the Battle of the King. We have been suppressed in the Battle of the King for several consecutive years. If Lin If you know your destiny and can participate, maybe... in this battle for the title of king, our Dragon Kingdom martial arts can rise strongly!" Bi Feiyun said seriously.
"Isn't he only a tenth-grade Martial King? At most, he is a first-grade Martial King. Even if he participates, he won't be able to amaze others, right?" Luo Jun said doubtfully.
"You know what the heck, he is only twenty-eight years old. If he participates in the King's Battle in the middle of next year, he will be twenty-nine years old. A twenty-nine-year-old first-grade Martial King. How many times has this happened in history?
A first-grade Martial King under the age of thirty has to go back to the White Dragon King Xiao Chentian more than ten years ago, but Xiao Chentian was also named a first-grade Martial King when he was thirty years old. If Lin Zhiming can be named a first-grade Martial King at the age of twenty-nine,
This means that our Dragon Kingdom will definitely have a war-god-level existence in the future! Doesn’t this amaze others?" Bi Feiyun asked.
"Yes." Luo Jun nodded, and then said, "However, in this battle for the title of king, the eighth brother once said that he would shock everyone with his skills, I don't know..."
"Don't mention that villain to me." Bi Feiyun said with a dark face.
"Yes, yes!" Luo Jun nodded repeatedly, and then left the Lin Group with Bi Feiyun.
On the other side, in Lin Zhiming's office.
Lin Zhiming sent Luo Jun off, checked the time, and left his office.
Lin Zhiming went directly to the underground parking lot as usual. When he walked to his car, he saw a group of unexpected people.
The group of people were standing next to his car, each wearing a uniform and holding a folder.
The leader was Yan Shu, whom we had met once before.
"Why are you here?" Lin Zhiming walked to his car and asked while unlocking the car.
"How could I wait for you if I wasn't here?" Yan Shu said with a sneer.
"You want to find me? If you want to find me, can't you just go to my secretary and ask him to contact me?" Lin Zhiming said with a frown.
"Lin Zhiming, please stop pretending to be crazy. Yesterday we waited for you in your company all day and no one was seen. In the end, people from your company said that you would leave as soon as you got off work. Don't say you didn't know we were here to find you, right?"
The dragon people asked loudly.
"You guys waited for me all day yesterday? Then I really don't know. Maybe the front desk didn't think it was necessary to report it. After all, you won't do anything good by looking for me." Lin Zhiming said and glanced at the man leaning on his car.
A man from the Dragon Clan said, "My car costs more than 20 million yuan and is made of carbon fiber. If you get a scratch on it, your salary for a year will be gone."
The man quickly took a step to the side, and then said with a disgusted expression, "Disgusting capitalist."
Lin Zhiming smiled and said, "You can't say that. I am a good, law-abiding citizen, and I am a major taxpayer in Strait City. Why am I a capitalist? If you don't have the ability to make money, don't mock others who do.
Otherwise, you will look ugly."
"Lin Zhiming, we have something to see you for, official business." Yan Shu said.
"I have something to do, let's talk about it later." Lin Zhiming walked to the driver's seat and opened the door.
The scissor door opened slowly, Lin Zhiming sat in and closed the door.
Bang bang bang!
Yan Shu patted the car window.
Lin Zhiming lowered the car window and asked, "What's the matter?"
"To put it simply, is what happened to the Ou family in Guangyue Province related to you? Is Ou Haoran's death related to you? Is Ou Chen's death related to you? Do you know the whereabouts of the Li family siblings? You..."
Buzz!
Lin Zhiming suddenly started the car, and the dull sound of the engine resounded throughout the underground garage.
"I don't even know what you're asking. If you don't believe me, go investigate on your own. When will you apply for an arrest warrant? When will you come to me?"
After saying that, Lin Zhiming flipped the gear lever and stepped on the accelerator.
The car worth 20 million rushed out with a roar and disappeared in front of Yan Shu and others in an instant.