This martial saint is too cautious.

Chapter 92 Explanation (Please Subscribe)

Zhen Gang Armor?

Many branch clansmen looked puzzled. They didn't know what the Zhen Gang Armor was, but they understood that the reason why Lin Yan punched Lin Wang but ended up taking several steps back was probably because of this Zhen Gang Armor.

"The armor that can reflect the power of blood energy, the fourth branch actually gave it to a branch of the clan. They really are generous."

"Giving it to them is impossible; they'll probably just borrow it. I have to say, Lin Mingchuan's side is ruthless enough; they're determined to keep the third branch of the family in check."

The members of the first and second branches of the clan, who had reached the Blood Exchange Realm, looked surprised but were not angry. This was a feud between the third and fourth branches, and they could just watch the show.

"Lin Mingchuan!"

Lin Minghai roared, then looked at Lin Shouhe on the stage and said, word by word, "Lin Wang is wearing precious armor on stage, which is already a violation!"

As soon as these words were spoken, countless gazes fell upon Lin Shouhe, who was presiding over the competition.

Everyone witnessed the battle between Lin Yan and Lin Wang.

Lin Wang's qi and blood are weak and his foundation is unstable; he is no match for Lin Yan.

If it weren't for this Zhen Gang Armor, we would have already been defeated.

According to the rules of the martial arts competition, wearing protective gear is not against the rules, but that refers to ordinary protective gear, such as leather armor or iron clothing that can block punches, kicks, and swords.

But the armor on Lin Wang's body can absorb blood energy and even reflect it back. This is no longer for self-defense, but cheating.

If everyone wore this same armor on stage, what would be the point of the competition? We could just compare whose armor was the thickest and whose family was the wealthiest.

Lin Shouhe remained expressionless and replied calmly, "There is no rule prohibiting the use of magical armor and weapons in this competition."

"These four families—they planned this all along! The third family can only swallow this bitter pill and let Lin Yan admit defeat."

Lin Mingshen shook his head slightly on the eldest branch side. Indeed, there was no rule in the clan that this was because no one would arrange spiritual weapons and armor for the branch clan members during a branch competition.

The fourth branch profited from this loophole in the rules.

On the east side of the stands, Bai Ruo's brows were furrowed.

Wan Qing leaned closer and whispered, "Ruo Ruo, judging from this situation, the Fourth Branch doesn't just want to suppress the Third Branch; it seems more like they're targeting Lin Yan himself. I think you should avoid contact with Lin Yan in the future."

Winning against Lin Yan with the treasure armor is not a glorious thing, either within the Lin family or to outsiders.

Even if a branch fight is lost, it won't have a significant impact on the fourth branch, so there's absolutely no need to do it.

Bai Ruo did not answer, but stared intently at Lin Yan's figure on the stage, her fingernails unknowingly digging into her palm.

Did I really make the wrong choice?

"The fourth branch is really disgusting. They're going to fight with the third branch, but this time even our fifth branch is going to be affected. Lin Xiao won't be able to get first place."

Lin Mingshan cursed irritably. It didn't matter to the eldest and second wives because Lin Yujing had no chance of winning first place. As for Lin Yu, he had already lost, so Lin Xiao became an innocent bystander.

"Not necessarily."

Lin Mingxi shook her head, her gaze fixed on Lin Yan.

From the moment Lin Wang's Zhen Gang Armor was revealed to the moment the people below spoke of its power, Lin Yan on the stage, apart from initially frowning slightly, showed no change in expression.

There was no anger, no fear; it was as if they had calmly accepted the fact.

"Mingxi, you don't think the third branch of the family anticipated the fourth branch's move and prepared a trump card for Lin Yan. If that were the case, Minghai wouldn't be so angry."

Lin Mingxi did not answer again. If Lin Yan was truly a genius in swordsmanship, his Blood Qi could not break the Zhen Gang Armor, but his Sword Qi could.

On the stage, Lin Wang's originally resentful eyes turned into arrogance and smugness: "So what if your blood energy is stronger than mine, Lin Yan—your blood energy can't do anything to me now. The stronger your blood energy, the greater the backlash."

idiot!

Lin Mingchuan cursed inwardly. If Lin Yan admitted defeat and his plan failed, he would take the life of that idiot Lin Wang.

"Lin Yan, there's no need to continue this fight, and no one will think you're weaker than your opponent."

Lin Minghai looked serious; he was afraid that Lin Yan would act impulsively and continue.

The armor can absorb blood energy and also reflect it. When Lin Yan's blood energy strikes him, not only will it fail to harm Lin Wang, but he himself will also be injured by the recoil.

There's no need to fight anymore.

No one will laugh at him for choosing to give up.

"Brother Hai." Lin Yan shook his head, his voice not loud, but clearly carried throughout the room: "I still want to try."

Hearing that Lin Yan had no intention of admitting defeat, Lin Mingchuan felt relieved. It was good that he didn't admit defeat; only by not admitting defeat could his plan be realized.

Since his younger brother's death, so much time has passed that everyone, including Mingguan, thought he had given up on finding the killer. But only he knew that he had not given up.

Anyone who was suspected of going into the mountains has been killed by him.

He didn't need to know who the killer was, but he was certain that the killer was definitely one of the people in the group.

Since they can't find him, then everyone should die, and they should all be buried with his younger brother. Lin Yan will be the last one.

Moreover, his intuition told him that Lin Yan was the most likely candidate.

He gave Lin Wangbao the armor so that he could see Lin Yan's true intentions.

"Lin Yan, don't act rashly—"

Lin Minghai was about to try to persuade him, but Lin Yan had already made his move.

Slowly raise your right hand!

Lin Mingxi's pupils suddenly contracted as she stared intently at Lin Yan's fingertips, where a wisp of silvery-white light suddenly shone.

The light had a faint, swirling glow; it was only a wisp, yet its sharpness was chilling. Lin Yan's right hand seemed to be holding an invisible sword in his fingertips.

Sword Qi.

Lin Mingxi's body involuntarily leaned forward an inch. There was no mistake, it was the Flowing Cloud Sword Intent.

In the fourth room area, the smiles on Lin Mingguan and Lin Mingtang's faces froze, and Lin Yan condensed sword energy.

"Four-Phase Condensed Qi Sword, hahaha, good lad, I knew you could do it!"

Lin Minghai was stunned for a moment when he saw the sword energy in Lin Yan's hand, but then he burst into a hearty laugh.

Lin Yan had just entered the Blood Exchange Realm, and his Blood Qi was difficult to control, but Sword Qi was different. It was the most powerful and indestructible of all Qi.

Even if Lin Yan's sword energy wasn't strong enough to break through the armor, it didn't matter, because Lin Wang's limbs weren't protected by the armor.

On the stage, Lin Shouhe shook his head almost imperceptibly. He hadn't expected Lin Yan to have mastered sword energy. This time, Mingchuan had miscalculated.

Lin Wang was closest to Lin Yan, and his feelings were the most genuine.

The sharp aura emanating from the sword energy at Lin Yan's fingertips sent a chill down his spine, making the hairs on his body stand on end.

"I don't believe you can turn things around!"

He dared not delay any longer; the fear of being defeated by Lin Yan again would overwhelm his heart if he delayed any longer.

With a roar, Lin Wang charged at Lin Yan again, his fists swung, blood surging through the air.

However, he moved, and Lin Yan moved too.

The silvery-white sword energy drew a graceful arc in the air, like flowing clouds or a waterfall cascading down.

There was no sound of air being cut.

There was no sharp wind.

puff!

Lin Wang had a bloody hole in his left knee.

One finger, two fingers, three fingers.

puff puff!

Puff puff!

Three sword beams shot out in succession, and Lin Wangren fell directly to the ground in mid-air. The moment his legs hit the ground, he couldn't stand up at all and knelt down. Two bloody holes were gushing out of his knees.

"what!"

Lin Wang knelt on the ground and let out a miserable and unwilling scream!

He was only one zhang away from Lin Yan, but that one zhang was now like an insurmountable chasm, and his legs were completely useless.

The audience was deathly silent.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene, as if they hadn't yet realized what had happened.

For many who have not yet entered the Blood Exchange Realm, they do not understand what sword energy is. They only know that Lin Wang, who was extremely arrogant just a moment ago, is now kneeling there like a cripple.

Lin Mingchuan's hands clenched tightly under his sleeves, his face ashen. It wasn't because Lin Wang had lost, but because he was now certain that Lin Yan was the murderer who killed his younger brother.

The Four Phases Condensing Qi Sword is one of the top three offensive techniques in the clan. Although he had not practiced it, he knew a little about it. To cultivate sword qi, one must have a sword intent at a high level.

Lin Yan has only been in the Blood Exchange Realm for a short time, so it's impossible for him to have mastered the Great Perfection level of sword intent in such a short time. In other words, Lin Yan had already mastered sword intent before entering the Yangtian Mountain Range.

If Lin Yan were to launch a sneak attack based on sword intent, and Ming Yu were caught off guard, the chances of Lin Yan succeeding in his sneak attack would be very high.

The murderer has been found!

Next, it was up to Lin Wang to do as he was told.

On the fighting platform, Lin Yan withdrew his fingers, looking calmly at Lin Wang kneeling before him, whose face was pale.

This time, he didn't hold back against Lin Wang. The sword energy didn't just leave bloody holes in Lin Wang's legs; the tendons and bones in both of Lin Wang's legs were all shattered, making it impossible for him to walk again.

Lin Wang looked at Lin Yan, his eyes filled with resentment and a complex expression. However, when he saw Lin Yan raise his hand again, he quickly said, "I admit defeat."

Upon hearing Lin Wang admit defeat, the scene erupted in uproar.

This battle was truly full of twists and turns. It was thought that Lin Wang was invincible with his armor, but the ending was unexpectedly reversed.

"Ruo Ruo, I take back what I said. You have better taste."

Wan Qing's eyes gleamed: "Ruo Ruo, tell me honestly, do you have any feelings for Lin Yan? If not, then I'm going to make my move."

Hearing her sister's words, Bai Ruo's red lips parted slightly, and the corners of her mouth curved into a beautiful smile: "Go ahead and do what you want."

"Forget it, I'm completely captivated by your smile. I have no chance of competing with you for me."

Wan Qing understood. If Ruoruo didn't give a direct answer, it meant she had given her answer.

"Mingxi, so you came to watch the match because of Lin Yan? You already knew Lin Yan had mastered sword energy?"

Lin Mingshan suddenly realized what was going on. He had been wondering why Mingxi would come to watch a competition between branch clansmen. If Mingxi cared about these branch clansmen of the fifth branch, it was impossible that she hadn't seen Lin Xiao even once in so long.

Now that everything makes sense, it's no wonder that Mingxi said "the outcome is still uncertain" after Lin Wang's armor was exposed. She already knew that Lin Yan had mastered the sword aura.

Lin Mingxi did not answer. Naturally, she would not say. She only came here to watch the battle because she learned from the library that Lin Yan had exchanged for the Four Phases Condensing Qi Sword Technique. She just wanted to confirm whether Lin Yan was a genius in swordsmanship.

Now, she has her answer.

Lin Yan is truly a genius in swordsmanship.

On the stage, upon hearing Lin Wang concede defeat, Lin Yan looked at Lin Shouhe to the side, waiting for the other party to announce the result. However, at the very moment he turned his head, a strong sense of danger surged into his heart without warning.

Without hesitation, Lin Yan instantly used the Smoke Step, his figure transforming into a wisp of green smoke and drifting to the right.

Almost the instant Lin Yan's figure moved, a dark light pierced the air, carrying a chilling sharpness, passing through the spot where Lin Yan had been standing, and finally striking the trunk of a large tree below the stage.

boom!

The tree trunk instantly shattered, and the branches shook and fell to the ground.

Three zhang away, Lin Yan's face was as cold as frost. Without any hesitation, he pointed out with a finger.

The sword energy shot directly into Lin Wang's temple, piercing through his entire skull.

From Lin Wang's sudden attack to Lin Yan's evasion and counterattack, all these changes happened in the blink of an eye, leaving many in the audience unable to react in time.

Swish!Swish!

Two figures darted out from the stands on either side almost simultaneously, rushing towards the fighting arena.

Lin Mingchuan suddenly appeared on the stage and struck Lin Yan with a palm strike without hesitation: "Lin Yan, you killed my people—you deserve to die!"

"To hell with it! The fight is over, and Lin Wang still dared to launch a sneak attack. He deserves to die. Your fourth branch has to give an explanation, or we will never let this matter rest."

Lin Minghai stood in front of Lin Yan and threw a punch as well.

boom!

As fists and palms collided, terrifying blood energy erupted from the fighting platform, causing the boulders on the platform to tumble up. The expressions of the other Blood Transformation Realm experts below changed drastically, and they said in deep voices, "Everyone, retreat!"

Below the stage, Lin Mingtang and Lin Mingguan exchanged a glance. Before the fight began, Brother Chuan had told them something: if anything went wrong during the fight, they would need to lend a hand.

At first, the two didn't understand what kind of changes would occur, but now they do.

"superior!"

Without hesitation, the two headed towards the fighting platform, intending to stop Lin Minghai for Brother Chuan.

"What is the fourth branch of the family trying to do?"

Lin Mingshan frowned upon seeing this: "Uncle Shouhe isn't going to stop it either?"

Lin Mingxi, standing to one side, also gripped the sword at his waist. A sword genius like Lin Yan could not be allowed to be persecuted by the fourth branch of the family.

Before Lin Mingxi could act, a voice rang out: "Fourth branch, a leopard can't change its spots."

Before the person arrived, the sound had barely faded and the blade flashed.

A blade of light, like a shooting star, cleaved down from the distant sky, striking precisely in front of Lin Mingtang and Lin Mingguan.

The ground boulders shattered, and fragments flew everywhere, leaving a deep crack several inches deep just three inches in front of the two men.

Lin Mingtang suddenly stopped in his tracks.

His foot had already lifted, but it stopped abruptly, as if blocked by an invisible wall.

Lin Mingguan instinctively took a half step back, his face instantly turning pale.

He looked down at the crack in front of his feet, then looked up in the direction from which the blade had struck. His throat bobbed, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Below the stage, everyone's eyes followed the direction of the flashing blade.

A figure swept out from afar, moving like a rainbow, and in a few leaps, covered a distance of dozens of feet, landing on the fighting platform.

Lin Mingsong, the third son.

He wore a green robe and held a long sword, the tip of which pointed diagonally at the ground, with a wisp of sword light still remaining on the blade.

He didn't look at Lin Mingtang and Lin Mingguan, but simply held his long sword horizontally in front of him. The blade reflected the sunlight, making one's eyes hurt.

In the three-room area, the local young people looked at Lin Mingsong on the stage with eyes full of reverence and fervor.

They have always known the legend of Brother Song (Uncle Song).

On the east side of the stands, Wan Qing leaned closer, lowered her voice, and asked with a slight tremor, "Ruo Ruo, is this the number one person of the Ming generation from the third branch?"

"It must be him."

"6

Bai Ruo nodded slightly. She had never met Lin Mingsong before, but she thought that at this moment, his appearance and ability to intimidate the two Blood Exchange Realm experts from the Fourth Branch with a single strike meant that no one else could do it.

In the fifth room area, Lin Mingshan looked at Lin Mingsong, who remained calm on the stage, and muttered to himself, "This matter is likely to escalate."

Lin Mingxi removed his hand from the sword hilt and said calmly, "The sky won't fall down."

"Minghai, are you alright?"

Lin Mingsong glanced at Lin Minghai, who was fighting Lin Mingchuan. Lin Minghai nodded, "Don't worry, Brother Song, I'm holding up!"

Although Lin Mingchuan was stronger than him, the stubborn Lin Minghai naturally wouldn't admit it.

"Then hold on a little longer, until I've crippled these two."

Lin Mingsong nodded, his tone calm, but his words caused the expressions of the Blood Exchange Realm experts from several houses to change instantly.

A year ago, Lin Mingsong was already at the peak of the third stage of Blood Transformation. No one knows how strong he is now. Lin Mingguan, on the other hand, is only at the first stage of Blood Transformation, and Lin Mingtang is only at the second stage of Blood Transformation.

"presumptuous!"

Lin Shouhe, who had previously been like an invisible man, finally spoke at this moment.

Lin Mingsong turned his gaze and smiled: "Uncle Shouhe, I advise you not to move. Since you just chose to be an observer, then continue to be an observer."

"Lin Mingsong, how dare you, a junior, speak to me like that? You are utterly arrogant!"

However, as soon as he said this, he seemed to sense something, his expression changed drastically, and he looked in a certain direction with fear in his eyes.

"Uncle Shukaku, speak up! Why did you stop talking?"

Lin Mingsong grinned, but Lin Yan, standing beside him, noticed the sarcasm in Song-ge's smile.

Lin Shouhe's face was so gloomy it could drip ink. He really wanted to slap that bastard Lin Mingsong away, but he didn't dare, because a wisp of energy had already landed on him.

Any rash move he makes will be met with a thunderous strike from that person.

"Lin Mingsong, sparring on the fighting platform should be stopped when the point is reached. Lin Yan killed Lin Wang, violating the clan rules. My fourth branch, in accordance with the clan rules, has apprehended him and sent him to the enforcement hall for punishment. Do you third branch intend to disregard the clan rules?!"

Lin Mingchuan knocked Lin Minghai back with a palm strike, then looked at Lin Mingsong and questioned him in a deep voice.

"Clan rules? Lin Wang attacked first, and he still has the nerve to talk to me about clan rules!"

Lin Mingsong maintained his smile, then shook his head: "Besides, I'm not here to discuss clan rules, but to settle scores. It's time to settle both old and new grudges!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Ming relaxed.

Without any build-up, without any warning, and without even a starting stance, the blade flashed out.

The blade flashed like a bolt of lightning, carrying an extremely sharp and fierce aura, heading straight for Lin Ming Temple.

This strike was devoid of any fancy moves; it was simply fast, accurate, and ruthless.

It's almost at its limit.

Lin Mingguan's pupils contracted sharply; he hadn't expected Lin Mingsong's first target to be him.

He was a member of the newly transformed bloodline and was not considered weak among the Ming generation of the third and fourth branches of the family, but when faced with Lin Mingsong's knife, he didn't even have time to think of blocking it.

Instinctively, I stepped back.

But the blade was faster than him.

puff!

The blade's edge grazed his right shoulder, and his protective blood aura shattered instantly, like paper.

A deep, bone-revealing wound slashed diagonally from the shoulder blade to the chest, gushing blood that stained half of the garment.

Lin Mingguan screamed and flew backward, crashing heavily off the fighting platform, his face filled with pain and fear.

With one stab, Lin Mingguan was seriously injured.

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

Lin Mingtang's face was deathly pale. He was the closest and saw it most clearly. He couldn't have withstood Lin Mingsong's knife attack either.

The difference between the peak of the third stage of Blood Transformation and the first and second stages of Blood Transformation is an insurmountable chasm.

"now you."

Lin Mingsong turned around and his gaze fell on Lin Mingtang.

Lin Mingtang froze, instinctively wanting to back away, but his feet seemed nailed to the ground, unable to lift them.

It wasn't that he didn't want to run, but under Lin Mingsong's gaze, he simply didn't dare to run.

Because he knew that as soon as he moved, Lin Mingsong's knife would be faster than his footsteps.

If he doesn't run, Lin Mingsong probably won't kill him, but if he does run, and Lin Mingsong's blade misses its mark, he might lose his life instead.

It's humiliating to say, but that's what he truly felt at that moment.

The swords flashed again.

The second cut was even faster than the first.

Lin Mingtang instinctively reached out to block, his hands were wearing spirit weapon level gloves, but the moment the blade touched the spirit weapon gloves, the gloves were covered in cracks and instantly turned into dust.

His body was also cleaved away, and while he was in mid-air, he spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered onto the bluestone ground, a horrifying sight.

Just two cuts.

Lin Mingguan and Lin Mingtang were both seriously injured.

The audience was completely silent.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene, as if they hadn't yet realized what had happened.

Lin Yan's eyes gleamed. Song Ge's two strikes were so fast that even he couldn't catch them. Was this the strength of the number one Ming generation member of the third branch? Too strong!

After slashing Lin Mingguan and Lin Mingtang away with two blows, Lin Mingsong turned his gaze to Lin Mingchuan, who was fighting with Minghai.

"That's enough!"

Seeing that Lin Mingsong was about to make another move, Lin Shouhe could no longer hold back. He could accept that Mingtang and Mingguan were injured, but Mingchuan was one of the most promising members of the fourth branch of the Ming family and had the opportunity to enter the True Gang Realm before the age of thirty. He absolutely could not be injured by Lin Mingsong.

However, at the very moment he uttered this soft shout, a beam of white light pierced through the air from afar.

Before anyone could see what the white light was, they only saw it flash across Lin Shouhe's abdomen, and then Lin Shouhe's body was carried away by the white light and flew out, crashing into a large tree outside the fighting arena.

Now everyone could see clearly what the white light was.

A silver spear pierced through Lin Shouhe's abdomen, pinning him to a tree trunk three feet off the ground.

Lin Shouhe looked down at the spear that had pierced his abdomen, then looked up in the direction from which the spear had come, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The audience was deathly silent.

Everyone was stunned.

No one spoke, no one dared to speak, and even breathing seemed to have stopped.

An elder of the Shou generation, a member of the Enforcement Hall, was pinned to a tree by a single shot.

Like pinning a butterfly.

An understatement.

casual.

No one even saw where the shot came from.

Lin Mingsong looked up into the distance, and everyone else followed his gaze.

A figure was striding towards them from several dozen feet away.

Dressed in gray, with a full beard, Lin Yan stared at the approaching figure, his mouth slightly agape. Wasn't this Uncle Seven?

Lin Mingchuan stood frozen in place, not daring to make another move against Lin Minghai, feeling a chill run through his body.

Lin Mingguan and Lin Mingtang lay on the ground below the stage, not daring to groan. They could only grit their teeth, afraid of making a sound that might displease the other person.

"Seventh Uncle actually came out of the ancestral hall."

Lin Mingshan and the other members of the family stared wide-eyed; this was their Seventh Uncle!

Being ranked seventh does not mean that Uncle Seven's true strength is only seventh.

Nine years ago, Uncle Qi was already the seventh in command. After that, he stayed in the ancestral hall of the third branch for six years and never made a move again.

With Uncle Seven's talent and strength, it's impossible that his strength hasn't improved in the past six years!

The crowd made way for them.

Seventh Uncle stepped onto the fighting platform and first glanced at Lin Yan: "Not bad."

Lin Yan nodded. Even though he thought he was already so cautious that he wouldn't get excited easily, he was still somewhat moved when he heard his seventh uncle say "not bad".

"As a referee, since you chose to stand idly by, you should have just stood by. Now you want to interfere, so this shot is your response. Lin Shouhe, are you dissatisfied?"

Uncle Qi's gaze fell on Lin Shouhe, who was pinned to the tree. As a peak fourth-level Blood Exchange Realm martial artist, Lin Shouhe was able to block Lin Yan's attack when Lin Wang made his move.

Since Lin Shouhe is pretending not to have reacted, then we shouldn't make a move now!

He said this not only to Lin Shouhe, but also to certain other people.

Lin Shouhe's face was very ugly. Being nailed to a tree by a gun was a great humiliation for him. But if he were to say "I am not convinced" at this moment, given Lin Shouchen's temperament, he would probably be shot through the chest with the next shot.

"Looks like you're not convinced."

Lin Shouchun shook his head, and Lin Shouhe's pupils shrank suddenly. At this moment, he sensed danger. This Lin Shouchun really dared to kill him.

"Seventh brother, let's forget about it."

On the fighting platform, a middle-aged man in black suddenly appeared, his body subtly blocking Lin Shouhe's path.

"No, that doesn't count. My third wife's family still owes an explanation!"

Lin Shouchun raised his right hand, and the spear that had pierced Lin Shouhe flew back with a whoosh and landed in his hand again.

Blood dripped from the tip of the gun.

"I didn't take action last time in the Enforcement Hall, which made you think you could quell the matter."

Lin Shouzhen's lips twitched. He knew that Lao Qi wasn't targeting him, but if Lao Qi really went on a killing spree, things would get really serious.

"Lin Shouhe, as the abbot, failed to maintain order in the competition and has been confined to Nihu Lake for five years."

"Not enough."

Lin Shouchun shook his head and slowly raised the spear in his hand.

"Lin Wang launched the sneak attack first and deserved to die. The Zhen Gang Armor on Lin Wang belongs to Lin Yan."

The spear tip rose a few more points, and Lin Shouzhen's eyelids twitched as he subtly glanced at the people from the fourth branch of the family.

"Lin Mingguan and Lin Mingtang disrupted the branch competition order and will be imprisoned in Nihu for one year!"

call out!

Lin Shouchun thrust out his spear with a thunderous roar, and the temperature of the entire fighting arena suddenly rose at that moment.

"Lin Mingchuan has been in Nihu for three years, and the fourth branch of the family has relinquished the right to guard the Yangtian Mountain Range."

The soaring temperature dropped instantly, and seeing Lin Shouzhen put away his gun, Lin Shouzheng could only smile wryly with a helpless expression.

There was no other way. If he didn't satisfy the seventh son, none of the four families present would survive. As for whether the fourth family would be dissatisfied, so what?

Who told the fourth wife to do such a shameful thing?

A competition between branch clans, with such calculations, and yet the calculations are still not fully understood.

"Fifth Uncle, I refuse to accept this! Lin Yan killed me—"

Lin Mingchuan stiffened his neck, but before he could finish speaking, Lin Shouzhen raised his hand and slapped him down, sending Lin Mingchuan flying. He was unconscious when he landed on the ground.

Lin Shouchun glanced at Lin Shouzheng with a playful expression, not even glancing at Lin Mingchuan, and said indifferently, "Let's go."

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