MTL - In the Great World of Martial Arts, You Use the Tao of Talisman To Rule the Ages?

 Chapter 139: Sitting in the top position (please subscribe)

 The crowded venue suddenly became empty.

 There was a person standing alone in the center of the open space, and Chen Lin suddenly stood out.

Gu Wenqin in the front saw him coming and waved to him specially, then leaned down and whispered something in his master's ear.

Hong Guan nodded slightly towards him.

Even Master Xu Jianzhu cast his gaze.

Just as Chen Lin was about to respond, Madman Zhao's loud voice suddenly came from behind him.

“Why are you here with these people?”

 “Let’s go, come forward with me!”

A huge force grabbed the arm, accompanied by the sound of the giant sword scraping the ground.

　　Crazy Zhao’s figure appeared from behind, smiled boldly, and led Chen Lin straight to the front.

Chen Lin couldn't help but smile, "Okay, thank you, Senior Zhao."

 It is Wen Guangyuan of Wuxiang Boxing Gym.

 Just an inexplicable eerie feeling arises...

 For a time no one objected.

He pulled up a chair and sat down safely, finding that the view from this place was quite good.

Old Viper held his chin and looked at it. Gu Wenqin kept talking in his ear until Hong Guan also whispered, finally making him smile and nod towards Chen Lin.

“Then you have to catch Madman Zhao’s eye. The new giant sword martial arts gym he opened has dismissed so many apprentices during this period, and he won’t even look down on giving him money!”

“Tsk, why doesn’t Madman Zhao take me up to play?”

There were also a few people who seemed to have come back from outside. After hearing his name, they looked over curiously. There was no hint of like or dislike in their eyes.

 As he spoke, he scanned other auras around him with his eyes.

Suddenly, another group of people walked in. Their clothes were embroidered with ferocious beasts and birds of prey, including tigers, deer, bears, apes and eagles, all of different colors, all lifelike.

“I heard that he wanted Chen Lin to be his disciple before?”

Sword Master Xu, who was dressed in plain robes, was sitting on the edge, some distance away from everyone, and nodded slightly to him at this moment.

 In the middle of the trip, I even grabbed a chair for him.

“The key point is that none of the other Qi realms have spoken out against it...it seems that they want to protect him to the death.”

There are a lot of discussions below.

The leader is a man in his forties, with long slanting eyebrows and a flowing beard. He has an elegant temperament and seems to have a hint of laziness.

 “Come on, Chen Lin, sit next to me!”

A few people frowned slightly, but when he glanced at them, they immediately looked away.

Just in time to catch a panoramic view of the shocked and envious eyes of the martial arts apprentices below.

 The situation in the arena can be seen clearly, and there are very few blind spots in the arena.

He dismissed a group of disciples to blend into the venue below, and only took his disciples Pei Zhongjie and Wan Xuanyuan to the front.

 Then, he looked at the empty seats.

 The middle-aged man, who was not showing his age, suddenly fell silent.

If he wanted to sit, he could only sit in the main seat reserved for the Huo family...

That is impossible.

 He soon discovered that Chen Lin, the only one who was not in the Qi realm among the people sitting there, and Crazy Zhao next to him.

These two are also old acquaintances.

 There were people around who looked at me as if they were joking.

Facing everyone's gaze, Wen Guangyuan smiled with relief and held down Chen Lin who was about to stand up and give up his seat.

He twisted his head and shouted:

 “Why aren’t the seats ready today?”

 “I’m the only one missing a chair!”

Master Sangun, who had been talking to others, was awakened by his voice and quickly stood up to take a look.

I saw Wen Guangyuan standing, but Chen Lin sitting.

Moreover, Wen Guangyuan pressed Chen Lin's shoulders to prevent him from getting up...

 Meeting a well-informed person, one cannot help but freeze for a moment.

 The next breath, he reacted:

 “Why don’t you add chairs quickly?”

 “The seniors of the Huo family are coming soon.”

Just then someone hurriedly brought the chair.

Wen Guangyuan grabbed the chair and sat directly next to Chen Lin. He smiled ulteriorly: "Brother Chen, did you know that there may be a flying tiger in the mountains?" Why are you talking about this again?

Chen Lin was stunned for a moment and could only deal with it casually.

It’s really hard to say much about this.

 Looking at his master talking to Chen Lin.

Pei Zhongjie, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but feel envious in his heart.

Obviously not long ago, this young man was just an unknown hunter, but in the blink of an eye, he could actually sit on a chair in a place like this...

 There is aura all around.

 ‘He is the only one who enters the realm. ’

 ‘I’ve never seen anyone with enough energy to sit here before…’

However, I have never seen anyone kill someone on the street just to feel satisfied, and they killed him twice in a row...

When he thought of this, Pei Zhongjie could only feel envious.

 Not even a trace of jealousy can arise in my heart.

 He knew very well that he did not have the courage like Chen Lin.

 Including most of the martial arts masters in the audience, although they were full of emotions, there was not much jealousy on their faces.

 Although alienated, these people still understand the gap between themselves and Chen Lin very well in their hearts.

 It won’t take long.

The Huo family's carriage appeared outside the scene.

Master Sangun led everyone out to greet him.

 by usually a top-notch Qi master in the county, but now he's extremely enthusiastic.

Wen Guangyuan even squeezed to the front with a smile on his face.

Even Madman Zhao raised his head and curiously looked at the figures vaguely exposed in the carriage.

 Not to mention the ordinary martial arts masters behind him.

This is the first time they have seen a martial artist from a famous family.

The noise in front of him made Chen Lin raise his eyebrows.

 For the first time, I realized that the gap between aristocratic families and common people in this world seems to be a bit big.

　　“I don’t usually see this…”

 “Naturally can’t see it.”

A faint female voice came from the side: "Most of the children of aristocratic families live deep in the courtyard. The gardens in their homes often stretch for thousands of acres, with lush forests and bamboos and clear streams. Every morning and dusk, there are always groups of servants standing around, who are respectful and considerate of every detail. …”

“There is a special ‘pure path’ for passage when traveling. There are flowers and trees on both sides, and the ground is paved with bluestones. There are no idle people.”

Chen Lin looked at Xu Jianzhu in surprise.

 This person knows the life of the children of the aristocratic family quite well.

 The red face under Xu Jianzhu's veil seemed to be chuckling, and he said calmly: "I just saw him before, I am not from a noble family."

That’s all.

Seeing that she had no intention of saying anything more, Chen Lin withdrew his gaze.

As Huo Zhengqing took the main seat, Huo Songlan sat beside him.

 The scene suddenly became more lively.

According to the arrangement, the two talented drivers brought by the Huo family will serve as sparring partners and provide guidance to the disciples and apprentices of various martial arts schools.

Those two people are not impressive in appearance, but their strength is extremely impressive.

Even if he met an opponent who was also entering the Jin Dynasty, he seemed to be completely different. His energy and blood were surging, and his strength was like a huge wave. Soon there were screams of pain in the ring.

 Amidst the commotion, many auras at the scene tightened their eyes.

 “Is this the true power of martial arts?!”

Some people couldn't help but scream in horror.

Chen Lin observed attentively and remembered the brief battle in which Huo Zhengqing lured away the flying tiger.

“Although the style is similar, it is not the same method. Even if it is a real skill, it is not the same skill. ’

 At this time, looking at the situation on the ring.

Huo Zhengqing, who was sitting in the upright position, nodded with satisfaction:

“That’s right, it’s my true martial arts skill from Longguan.”

“Now, let’s talk about Yuanshan?”

 (End of this chapter)