Lin Haoming rejected the beauties sent by the three families. For him, what kind of beautiful women have he never seen? No matter how beautiful the girls sent by the three families are, can they still compare with Ruolan and the others?
The three families did not dare to say anything in the face of such a result. In the end, the Fang family gave up a manor outside the city for Lin Haoming to live in. As for the birthday banquet, it was settled. ． 『『ge．
But just at the birthday banquet, Fang Jingtian released the news that Lin Haoming was a martial saint, and in front of everyone, he challenged the seven martial saints on Lin Haoming's behalf.
The announcement of this incident greatly surprised the people who came to attend Fang Jingtian's birthday. However, the ancestors of the three Luzhou families who were rumored to have been in seclusion also appeared to confirm the incident, which instantly caused a sensation. However, Fang Jingtian's so-called birthday was no longer there. It's important.
The news that a Martial Saint appeared in Luzhou and challenged the other seven Martial Saints suddenly spread throughout Dakang.
More than a month later, Y Mu stood respectfully in front of Lin Haoming in the pavilion of the manor. He, who had advanced to a third-class martial arts master, reported to Lin Haoming some things that happened in Luzhou City.
Lin Haoming listened to his report while eating grapes peeled by Xing'er himself, and behind them there were two identical little girls fanning themselves.
It was midsummer, and Lin Haoming was not afraid of the heat, but Xing'er was still a bit thin after all, so it was quite comfortable for the little girl to fan herself.
These two girls are naturally the twins from the Li family. Although Lin Haoming refused, the Li family still sent them to Lin Haoming for the reason of giving maids. Of course, the same was true for the Fang family and the Gan family. This result made Lin Haoming a little bit dumbfounded, and the most disappointing thing. He found it funny that it was Xing'er who actually said that she would accept them so that she could support the Lin family in the future.
Lin Haoming didn't care about this. Since they wanted to be girls, let them be girls.
After listening to Y Mu's report, Lin Haoming thought about the content and asked: "Who among the seven martial saints plans to leave?" s3();
"That's not true. After all, the Seven Martial Saints have been famous for a long time and will not lose their reputation easily!" Y Mu said matter-of-factly.
Lin Haoming just smiled and said: "Since they are afraid of losing their reputation, then simply announce to the public that I will give them three months. If no one dares to challenge, it means that they are not as good as me, and it is equivalent to admitting that I am the best in the world." !”
"This... Master, will this cause them to hold a grudge?" Y Mu asked worriedly.
"It's just B and the others coming out, it's nothing, just spread the word!" Lin Haoming said.
Faced with Lin Haoming's instructions, Y Mu naturally would not refuse and immediately accepted the offer.
Lin Haoming continued to enjoy the sweet life of Myolie in the following days.
On this day, Lin Haoming was fishing in the pond in the manor. Suddenly, Y Mu hurried out from outside and reported: "Master, Su San, the magic swordsman, has come to challenge!"
Lin Haoming, who had been waiting for nearly three months, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Wu Sheng was coming.
Although three months was just a fleeting time for him, he never stopped thinking about passing the fourth level, and he was working hard towards this goal in everything he did.
"Invite him in! Take him to the front hall."
After Lin Haoming gave the order, he no longer accompanied Jiao Q. He got up and walked towards the front hall.
Before entering the front hall, Lin Haoming saw Y Mu walking over with someone.
The Magic Swordsman is in his forties and has a fair appearance. If it weren't for the big sword on his back, Lin Haoming would have thought he was a fair-faced scholar just by looking at his face. Of course, with his strong T-figure, he would not be considered a scholar. Think about the direction.
"Your Excellency, is this Lin Haoming?" Seeing Lin Haoming, Su San seemed to recognize this newly promoted Martial Saint.
"Yes, Magic Swordsman Su San, there is indeed a clear difference between a martial saint and a martial artist." Lin Haoming was unable to use his spiritual sense, but with his sharp six senses, he could still feel that this Magic Swordsman was different from ordinary people. His aura seemed to More prolonged.
At this time, both of them were feeling each other's aura. Su San suddenly grabbed his hand back, and the ghost-headed gun wider than his hand was tightly grasped by both hands.
"Y Mu, stand down, and let everyone else stand down too!" Lin Haoming also ordered at this time, and in the yard outside the front hall, the two people faced off.
Now that summer has passed, although it has not yet reached late autumn, the leaves have already turned green. Although the courtyard is cleaned every day, there are still fallen leaves floating down from time to time.
Just as a breeze brought up a bunch of fallen leaves across Lin Haoming's eyes, Su San suddenly moved, and the huge ghost-headed knife stabbed towards Lin Haoming's throat like a dexterous dagger.
The fallen leaves passed by, and the ghost-headed sword had reached the place where Lin Haoming originally stood, but Lin Haoming had disappeared.
"What a fast movement!" Su San exclaimed, but the movement of his hand made the huge ghost-headed sword look more like his extra arm, and he danced with great ease.
Although Y Mu listened to Lin Haoming's order and left, he couldn't really leave because his master was fighting with the magic swordsman Su San. At this moment, the mistress had also arrived, but he also knew that it was easy for innocent people to be harmed by masters' attacks. So protect it from a distance.
In fact, when Su San arrived, whether it was him alone, people from the three Luzhou families, and other forces had already been waiting outside Zhuangzi. It was just because of Lin Haoming's presence that they did not dare to come in without Lin Haoming's permission. But now the two of them If they get it, they naturally don’t want to miss it. s3();
When they actually saw the two masters fighting, many people realized that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Gan Yan couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh: "This is the Martial Saint. I always thought it was only one step away, but now I know. It’s unattainable in this life.”
Compared to Gan Yan, Li Quanshui and Fang Qingmu also sighed bitterly, and the others may not be as advanced as them, and their horizons may not be as broad as theirs, but they also know how terrifying a real martial saint is.
As for those who were not even third-level martial arts masters, they could only see two figures flashing, and they had no idea how the two men fought.
Of course, these people finally saw the two people stop each other. They only saw Lin Haoming shaking his head, as if he was very dissatisfied with this attack.
Did Lin Haoming lose?
Just when their thoughts emerged, Su San couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and said with a pale face: "I'm far inferior to you. You didn't try your best just now, right?"
Lin Haoming did not try his best. When he fought with Su Sanji, he was just getting a feel for what the level of Martial Saint was like.
Warriors in this world do not cultivate any internal strength, but more polish themselves to make their bodies very powerful. After so much time of research, Lin Haoming has also understood that warriors, martial arts masters and the martial arts in front of him The difference between Saints is that warriors only train PR, while martial arts masters train their muscles and bones, and martial saints have reached the point of training their internal organs. Their internal organs are far beyond those of ordinary people. If I talk about my strength, I am afraid it should be at the peak of martial saints, or even higher.
