Chapter 196: Yu Dao’s Madness, Song Lin’s Pride [4000 words]Rumbling-- The earth-shaking thunder made the entire Luofeng Gorge tremble. Countless animals scattered in panic. Huo Linju stared blankly at the figure pointing to the sky with his hand, which was wild and unruly, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal deep admiration. for a long time. The clouds in the sky dissipated. Song Lin's whole body was charred black, and he stood straight in the same place. "Pfft~" He opened his mouth and exhaled a puff of black smoke, then fell on his back. A thought flashed through my mind: "Was I... a little too crazy just now?"

"Whoa--" The Fire Lin Colt came running from a distance, nudged Song Lin with its head, and found that he did not move, so it couldn't help but let out a sad cry. Then it moved its hooves, dug a hole, and was about to bury its master. "Asshole... I'm not dead yet!" Song Lin finally understood what it wanted to do and started cursing. "Huh?" Huo Linju was stunned. Not dead? He is worthy of being its master. Even the thunder from heaven cannot kill him! for a long time. Song Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood up to check the changes in his body. His expression suddenly changed. The body felt empty; the originally vigorous energy and blood had disappeared. The bones, muscles, and flesh seemed to be stuck together with paste, and they were soft and powerless. "I am... useless again?" This scene felt familiar, just like the time when he was beaten into a cripple by the magician's punch... "Is it fate?" "That's good now. My cultivation is really broken and my bones are reshaped. You said... why are you so angry with God for no reason?" Song Lin looked up at the sky, feeling a lingering fear. Thunder! How could I be so worthy of a mere Leiyin realm! "Wait! A hundred thunder cries... could this last cry be... a thunder from the sky?" "Is God actually helping me with this blow?" Somewhere in the dark, a flash of inspiration came to Song Lin's mind.

Then he looked helpless. What more can be said. Thank God for the thunder! Maybe... this lightning strike is also related to the fate of the 'Three Absolute Magic Skills: Wind and Cloud Kylin Golden Body'! Song Lin thought so. Three days later, he condensed a wisp of Qi and blood again, and his cultivation began to gradually recover to the first stage of body building, which was probably the level of Qi and blood tiger and leopard strength. Three more days passed. He actually reached the second level of body building and was on par with Suzaku Blood. And then on the fifteenth day of August. He has already reached the third stage of body building - the peak of Qilin power. "The speed is okay." In Luofeng Gorge. Song Lin nodded with satisfaction and touched the head of Huo Linju beside him. "Little guy, Daddy is relying on you for food and drink during this period of time!" “Whoa~~~” "Go, hunt some pheasants for me to replenish my body." "Whoa--" The Fire Unicorn Colt excitedly raised its front hooves and galloped away wildly. After a while. Boom boom boom~~ It was holding a young flamingo in its mouth, and behind it was a group of adult flamingos with flames all over their bodies, all of them exuding the aura of the Gangqi realm. "Don't!" "Don't come over here!" Song Lin turned around and ran, diving into the cold pond. Boom boom boom~~ A group of hot-tempered flamingos attacked the cold pond crazily and were unwilling to leave for a long time. for a long time. A man and a horse carefully poked their heads out of the pool. "all gone?" "Huh~~" Huo Linju nodded repeatedly. The horse opened its mouth and the drowned little flamingo fell out of it. "How come you didn't drown?" Song Lin was so angry that he slapped the horse on the back. Boom~~ The fire unicorn suddenly flew dozens of meters like a rocket.

"what?" Song Lin looked at his palm and was stunned. He was only at the third stage of body building, yet he actually slapped the Fire Kirin colt away? When did I become so strong? "Xu~~" The Huolinju poked its head out from the rubble and groaned in grievance, as if to say: Master, you are so powerful, why did you run away just now? "..." Song Lin scratched his head awkwardly. A few hours later. Song Lin finally realized how powerful he was. A hundred strikes to start a prairie fire. His strength is now extremely concentrated, and he has turned the use of this martial art into instinct. If we use the Hundred Strike Attacks of the Prairie, can we defeat the Fire Kirin Horse? easy. That's why he was able to send the Fire Kirin colt flying with just one slap, which was beyond his expectation. "At this stage in my previous life, I had been hiding in Wushuangdu and never used my abilities. Now it seems that I really underestimated the talent of the Qilin species! Is this the power of the Qilin?" Song Lin couldn't help but burst out laughing. He patted Huo Linju's head and said, "Let's go, get out of the valley!" "Xu~~" Huo Linju was suddenly excited. "drive!" Song Lin mounted the horse, squeezed his legs together, and galloped away. Suddenly. Boom~Boom~~ A scarlet colt, with its four hooves stepping on the cliff, galloped wildly towards the top of the canyon. Jiuquan Waterfall, climbing to the top of the clouds. September 9th. The battle for the ranking list... Jianghu... Song Lin is here! - "The world's most powerful people come from my generation, and the time comes when I enter the world." "It is said that the magician used a move to divide his vitality into three parts, and defeated the evil spirit Li Yixiu step by step. At this time, a sacred Qilin beast came from the clouds, carrying the second on the black list and the third in the world, and started a fierce battle with the magician!" "August 15th, legends spread overnight."

"It was in this battle that the curtain was raised..." Snapped! In the teahouse or tavern, the storyteller slammed the table. "Ahem~~ Dear readers, if you want to know what happens next, please listen to the next episode." "do not!" "Old man, the story is getting exciting, how can you stop!" "Lao Deng, don't force me to kneel down and beg you!" "If you dare to leave today, I will die in front of you!" A group of chivalrous knights and traveling merchants in the tavern started to speak. The clever ones had already handed over the money for tea and were looking at the storyteller with anticipation. "Ahem~~Is that so! Okay, I'll continue." The storyteller weighed the silver in his hand and burst into laughter. Just then. A young man stopped in front of the tavern, pulling a scarlet precious horse. "Waiter, arrange a spacious place for my horse." Song Lin dusted off his clothes, with a broken knife hanging around his waist, and strode into the tavern. It is now August 30th. There are still ten days left before the battle for the ranking list. The place where Song Lin is now is exactly the Baihuadang of Meizhou Shengdao three thousand years ago. At this moment. Meizhou Sheng Island was crowded with people, and the scene was unprecedented, with countless people from all over the world pouring in. "Sir, please take a seat here." "Bring a pot of wine and a few small dishes." "Yes." The waiter responded. Song Lin placed the broken knife on the table and turned to look at the storyteller. At this moment, he was already spitting out saliva as he talked about the past that had disappeared in the years, "... Li Yixiu was defeated by the magician again, and even the destiny Qilin was beaten to pieces by a punch. It was so miserable!" "But even though they were so badly injured, they still didn't give up..." Song Lin sat at the table and listened quietly. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Regardless of how true this story is.

Hearing those familiar names and those seemingly plausible plots again three thousand years later makes people feel nostalgic. This is his and their story! He had experienced it himself some time ago. And now. Their story has become a legend, told in teahouses and taverns for the rest of their lives... for a long time. The storyteller had packed up his things and left for the time being. People were coming and going in the tavern, one group left and another group came. People began to talk about the upcoming battle for the top spot on the list, talking about the names of the young heroes, discussing who was qualified to reach the top and leave their name on the list, and who would be able to take the top spot on the list. "Liuyun Swordsman, this year's title should be a sure win." "He has been at the top for two consecutive years. I wonder what place he will get this year." "I heard that Xu Haiquan, the young master of the Giant Whale, will also participate this year. If he enters the Divine Mansion, I'm afraid no one on the Fengyun Ranking will be able to defeat him." "not necessarily!" "Have you forgotten the swordsman?" "You said..." "If he comes again, it's hard to say." Amid the discussions, Song Lin gained a lot of new information. On the list of Jianghu heroes. Three lone travelers. The Liuyun Swordsman - Ye Liuyun, the Changfeng Knight - He Changfeng, and the Unlucky Star - Bei Nanfeng. Except for Ye Liuyun, the other two have already entered the realm of Qi. After several months of seclusion in Cangjian Mountain, Ye Liuyun should be a completely different person now. Among the four beauties. The Sword Spirit of Jianzhai Zhenchuan—Tan Tai Xuanyin. The Long Zhixian of Xiyi Sect—Chen Xi. The Sleeve Sword of Cangjian Mountain—Gui Xiuer. The Master of Miaoshan Palace of Tianshui Palace—Miao Shengyi. The four most beautiful women in the martial arts world have now arrived at Meizhou Sheng Island, attracting countless followers. It is said that they will participate in the Lantern Festival held in Shengdao, Meizhou, on September 1st tomorrow, which will be another grand event. And among the seven heroes. Except for himself, the successor of Yu Dao - Yang Qingyuan. The young master of the giant whale - Xu Haiquan, the strongest tyrant sword of the contemporary era - Dao Wuming, the unparalleled young master of the Wushuang Sect - Nangong Wushuang, the weapon list of Baibing Villa - Bai Xiaoyan, the amorous swordsman of Wuqingdu - Jue Wuqing. All will appear.

It can be said. This group of new generation of influential figures in the underworld will basically all come to participate in the battle. Except for one person. Meizhou Shengdao, the Lord of Flowers - Xu Jingting. Song Lin frowned subconsciously. Xu Jingting didn't come... Pity. "That swordsman..." Song Lin tapped the table lightly with his fingers. He had a doubt in his mind. Number one on the list, but I seem to have never heard of his name. It seemed as if everyone was very secretive about this person's name, and even the list of heroes in the martial arts world did not include his name. It gives people the feeling that everyone in this world knows his name, but is reluctant to mention it. That swordsman... "Suddenly, I'm looking forward to it." Song Lin suddenly smiled. How big a gap will there be between the martial arts world three thousand years later and the one he once stirred up? "Waiter, check out." "Come on!" a long shout. Song Lin put down the silver and walked out of the inn instantly. I can't help feeling a little regretful. In my imagination, people would fight each other in a tavern over a disagreement. Why didn't it happen to me? "stop." Suddenly, a rough voice sounded from behind on the street. "Ok?" Song Lin was delighted. Turn around. "Are you the successor of the Foolish Sword—Yang Qingyuan?" He was a tall and strong man with a rough face. He looked Song Lin up and down with a look of disdain.

Unremarkable. There is no momentum at all. Such a person is actually more famous than himself and is listed among the top seven heroes on the list? "you are?" Song Lin looked at him in confusion. His eyes fell on the thick-backed broadsword in the other person's hand. "The fifth best sword of the modern era from Ba Dao Sect is Shang Songqiang." The man raised his head, looking majestic. "It's him!" "It is rumored that Shang Songqiang has already entered the realm of Gangqi and his strength is extraordinary. He is here to seek revenge on Yang Qingyuan!" "Of course. He killed his fellow apprentice, bringing shame to Ba Dao Sect, and his master caused a big disturbance in Ba Dao Sect. Now he is seeking revenge, as long as it is a fair one-on-one fight, no one in the martial arts world can interfere." A group of people had already gathered on the long street, talking about something. "The fifth sword?" There was a hint of smile in Song Lin's eyes, and his gaze seemed to be there and not there, glancing in several directions. then. He actually took the Fire Unicorn and turned away. A voice entered Shang Songqiang's ears, "You are not qualified to challenge me. Go back and ask your senior brother to come..." The Ba Dao Sect was founded by Chu Kuang San back then, so it has some connection with him. He is happy today, so let Shang Songqiang live. "you--" Shang Songqiang was so angry that he was speechless. Not qualified? What an arrogant descendant of the Foolish Sword! What a... Yang Qingyuan! "He just left like this?" At the same time, Song Lin glanced in several directions. On a rooftop. A square-faced man was quietly looking at Song Lin's departing back. He was the legendary hero He Changfeng. beside him. Standing there is a man with excellent appearance and temperament. He is the Wushuang Young Master of Wushuang Sect - Nangong Wushuang.

When Song Lin stepped into Meizhou Sheng Island, the news had spread like snowflakes to all forces. Many people want to see whether this successor of the Foolish Sword, who made a stunning debut as soon as he entered the martial arts world and caused such a big stir in Chenjianyuan and Cangjian Mountain, is really... worthy of the reputation. Shang Songqiang of Naha Sword Sect was just a chess piece put forward by some people to test his strength. Even though Shang Songqiang is not here today, Li Songqiang and Wang Songqiang will still appear. On a tall building on the other side. "My Lord, do you want to send someone else to test it?" an old man bowed. in front of him. A young man with a handsome face and a feminine temperament was quietly looking at the long street below. Hear the words. The young man curled his lips and said calmly, "No need." no? The old man was puzzled. "Stop!" Song Lin took a few steps when a flash of a knife suddenly came from behind. Bang~~ He dodged. Looking down, a deep knife mark appeared on the ground. It was obvious that Shang Songqiang showed no mercy when he struck with the knife. The young man on the high building saw this and smiled even more. The old man beside him immediately understood what he meant by "no need". Because today. Shang Songqiang will definitely force Yang Qingyuan to take action. at this time. Shang Songqiang was speaking loudly on the long street, "Yang Qingyuan, you just took possession of the magic sword and made a name for yourself in Cangjian Mountain. I..." The knife flashed. A line of blood suddenly appeared on Shang Songqiang's neck. "Uh..." He opened his mouth, and a huge head suddenly slipped off his neck. Bang bang~~ It rolled on the ground several times before finally stopping. If you don't want to live, then don't live. The whole place was silent.

Everyone was shocked as they watched Song Lin calmly retract the broken knife. I didn't feel any power. He seemed to just wave his hand lightly, and Shang Songqiang's head fell to the ground. at the same time. Several figures who were secretly watching couldn't help but shrink their gazes. Can't see through. They were completely unable to fathom the strength of this descendant of Yu Dao. The temptation that Shang Songqiang had put himself in at the cost of his life was simply not enough to measure this person's depth. "You're plotting against me, right?" Song Lin suddenly turned his head. Looking at the end of the long street, there is a towering building. Baihua Restaurant. The Baihua Palace of the Giant Whale Gang is an industry in Sheng Island, Meizhou. Today, I’m going to start with you! (End of this chapter)