diskusbooks Chapter 155 All sides are pessimistic.
Chapter 155 All sides are pessimistic.
Just as the sword light soared into the sky, Wu Jinlei, the commander of the Ma Yi Guard, arrived in Qinghe County with his guards.
Wu Jinlei frowned as he looked at the sword light above the city lord's mansion.
"Sword Three! Didn't the intelligence report say that City Lord Zheng Tiejun had only just mastered Sword One?"
How did he skip from Sword Level 2 to Sword Level 3?
The guard said from the side, "Perhaps the city lord's mansion is bluffing. The person who used Sword Three might be someone else."
Wu Jinlei shook his head. "No, this sword light looks very weak. It's obvious that it has only just reached the minor completion stage."
Who else but Zheng Tiejun would be in such a hurry to practice swordsmanship at this time?
The guard muttered to himself, "Anyway, Lin Feng is going to lose, so whether Zheng Tiejun practices Jian San or not doesn't seem to affect the outcome."
Jianwang 3 is known for its speed, and Wu Jinlei, as the commander of the Hemp-Clad Guard, had naturally practiced Jianwang 3 long ago.
He knew all too well how terrifying the game was.
Lin Feng's life or death was originally none of his business.
He had seen many geniuses like Lin Feng; having one more or one less wouldn't affect the overall situation.
But yesterday, he received a secret letter from above, instructing him to do everything in his power to save Lin Feng's life.
That's why he rushed to Qinghe County overnight.
This was supposed to be a sure thing, but Zheng Tiejun mastered the Sword Three skill.
Wu Jinlei wasn't sure if he could save Lin Feng's life in the game "Jian San".
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The city lord's mansion was filled with a joyous atmosphere.
In addition to the envoys sent from above, the city lords of the three nearby counties also came to support Zheng Tiejun.
One of the city lords said, "Brother Zheng is indeed exceptionally talented. He has mastered the Three Swords so quickly."
Another city lord said, "Brother Zheng truly deserves to be called a genius disciple of the Sword Sect. Brother Zheng has mastered the third sword technique, so there is no suspense in tomorrow's competition. I think we can celebrate in advance."
"You two are too kind," Zheng Tiejun said politely, cupping his fists to the envoy beside him. "I was able to master the third level of the sword skill so quickly thanks to the guidance of the envoy and the pills he sent."
The envoy, seated in the main seat, stroked his beard and nodded, thinking to himself that Zheng Tiejun was quite sensible and hadn't become arrogant.
"Your talent is also a factor in your ability to master Jianwang 3."
"I can't continue practicing JX3. I need to catch up on JX2 as soon as this is over, otherwise my foundation will be weak, and it will be difficult to improve later."
Zheng Tiejun clasped his hands and bowed, "Thank you for your guidance, Your Excellency."
The members of the Ma Yi Guard all saw the sword light rising from the city lord's mansion, but they couldn't figure out what it was, only that it was a high-level martial art that released true qi.
They all felt that the city lord's mansion was demonstrating against the Ma Yi Guards, but there was nothing they could do about it.
In their view, even Lin Feng, the most skilled soldier in the Qinghe County Ma Yiwei, was no match for the city lord, let alone them.
If anything were to happen to Lin Feng tomorrow, the reputation of the Hemp-Clad Guards would plummet.
The envoy who was staying at the headquarters of the Hemp Guard saw the sword light run out of the room.
Everyone looked at the envoy sent by the Ma Yiwei headquarters. This person had always been calm and walked slowly. What was wrong with him today?
The envoy looked at Lin Feng with a complicated expression. He had initially thought Lin Feng had a 20% chance of winning, but when he saw that sword light, he completely lost hope.
Sigh, it seems we can save those six Jiazi Enhancement Pills.
The envoy glanced at everyone present and said to Lin Feng, "Come with me for a moment."
Lin Feng followed the envoy into Lin Feng's study in the Ma Yi Wei (a type of guard).
With his back to Lin Feng, the envoy said, "You should make your own funeral arrangements tonight."
Lin Feng was startled upon hearing this. "What do you mean?"
The envoy looked at the city lord's mansion opposite and said, "That sword light just now was one of the Sword Sect's most treasured techniques, the Divine Sword Three Forms."
The game "JX3" is known for its speed; it's said that no one can dodge within a ten-foot radius.
Lin Feng thought to himself, "I thought this Jianwang 3 would be much faster, but it's nowhere near as fast as my Crimson Gold Glazed Glass."
The crimson gold glass is so powerful that it is impossible to dodge within a hundred feet.
However, Lin Feng does not intend to use the Crimson Gold Glaze in this battle; he will defeat Zheng Tiejun with his sword.
The envoy continued, "You have no way to dodge this sword, so I say you are almost certain to die. You should listen to me and prepare for your funeral in advance."
Lin Feng scratched his head and said, "Since this battle is so difficult, can the reward for winning be increased? For example, if I win, give me two more Jiazi Enhancement Pills."
The envoy circled Lin Feng twice, then looked at him and said, "Are you serious?"
Lin Feng shrugged. "Of course, I couldn't be more serious."
"Do you have some other tricks up your sleeve, kid?"
"Since it's a backup plan, I certainly can't tell you now."
The envoy pondered for a moment, stroking his chin. "Alright, I'll make the decision. As long as you win, I'll give you another Jiazi Enhancement Pill."
Lin Feng bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency."
"Stop with the formalities. If you really want to thank me, win tomorrow's competition and make our Ma Yi Guard Captain proud."
"Your subordinate will certainly do his utmost."
When Lin Feng arrived at his doorstep that evening, he saw five children peering out from the doorway.
"Why are you all standing at the gate instead of playing in the yard?" Lin Feng led the children into the yard.
The children nudged Da Bao.
Da Bao stepped forward and said, "Father, I heard from people in the city that you are going to have a duel with someone tomorrow, and you are no match for that person."
Lin Feng sat on his own steps and said with a smile, "Who says I'm no match for that person? Watch how I beat him to a pulp tomorrow."
Little Yueyue nodded, "Yes, yes, Daddy is the best! We're going to watch Daddy beat up the bad guys tomorrow."
The foodie little trio chimed in, saying, "Daddy, I've prepared all the food. Tomorrow, we can eat while watching you fight."
Lin Feng hugged Xiao Sanbao and pinched his chubby body.
"You all stay home tomorrow and don't go out. Daddy will bring you some good food after he finishes fighting."
"Waaah!" Little Erbao cried, looking up at the baby. "Daddy, are you unable to beat them? Will you get beaten to death?"
Little Erbao started crying, and the other children followed suit.
"Waaaah, we don't want Daddy to die."
Lin Feng felt both gratified and amused; his love for the children hadn't been in vain.
*Slap slap*, Xiao Sibao slapped Lin Feng's pointed head twice.
Lin Feng looked at Xiao Sibao, wondering what he was planning to do.
Little Sibao wiped away his tears and said, "Father, I will practice martial arts hard and avenge you when I grow up."
Lin Feng picked up Xiao Sibao again and kneaded him for a while, "Damn it, I'm not dead yet, what revenge do I need you for?"
Lin's mother came with several maids and took the children away, and only then did things quiet down around Lin Feng.
Zhou Chunlan walked to Lin Feng's side and asked softly, "My lord, can you really win tomorrow? Everyone outside says you have no chance of winning."
Lin Feng was speechless. It seemed like no one except him thought he could win.
The problem is that I kept it too well hidden.
Tomorrow will be the day I make a name for myself.
After tomorrow, everyone in the Sword Sect will know the name of Lin Feng.