"Your swordsmanship has not yet reached its peak. There are too many flaws and unnecessary movements in your movements. If you don't have spiritual power, your swordsmanship is still a little far from that of a true master." Lin Yuansheng gave instructions. "You rely too much on spiritual power. It will greatly increase your physical fitness and swordsmanship, but it will also make you ignore the details of attack." A true swordsman does not have the blessing of spiritual power. If a swordsman wants to ensure that he survives the duel, he needs to make sure his swordsmanship is flawless. This is the path to becoming a master. Hearing this, Jianshan Huangquan lowered his head and thought for a moment, and his expression became solemn. "I would like to be taught!" She expressed her gratitude with the noble swordsman's salute. "Mr. Lin~" Tsuchimiya Kagura came up and said, "Why don't you accept Sister Huang Quan as your apprentice!"
"Kagura!" Jianshan Huangquan said shyly, but also looking forward to Lin Yuansheng's response. "I have no intention of accepting any apprentices." Lin Yuansheng decisively refused. Jianshan Huangquan lowered his head in disappointment, while Tugong Kagura curled his lips and thought of an idea: "Then can we come to play with you often? In this way, as long as you can take the time to guide Sister Huangquan!" She patted her chest. "If Mr. Lin is interested in the matter of demon exorcists, I will also help you find information." "Is this okay?" Tsuchimiya Kagura looked at Lin Yuansheng eagerly like a cute puppy. Lin Yuansheng sighed softly. "Well, if I have some free time, I can give her some pointers." Tsuchimiya Kagura pulled Isayama Yomi and cheered. Lin Yuansheng saw the two girls off, then went back into the house, put away the equipment, opened the envelope, and took out the fragrant letter paper. The handwriting was beautiful, obviously copied by the director of the countermeasures room himself. However, the medicinal materials mentioned above are even more outrageous than the secret prescriptions of the Tiandao family. There are century-old medicinal materials that are more valuable than gold, and there are also materials like tiger bones that cannot be purchased by conventional means. Fortunately, He is in Japan, a capitalist country. As long as you have money, you can buy anything. Lin Yuansheng edited the materials into a text message and sent it to Asayama Yumi, asking her to collect them. He also reminded her that if the money needed to collect the materials was too huge, she could contact Watanabe Masaru first and then make plans. ...
... "oops!" As dusk fell, an old man in a kimono grabbed his fluffy hair. "He actually had a relationship with the Yakuza, why didn't you tell me about this?" He muttered while chatting with a pretty girl passing by in a familiar manner. This uncle is very good at picking up girls. He keeps saying sweet words to them, making them giggle. He observed the apartment where Lin Yuansheng lived. "Should we continue to observe him, or should we make temporary contact with him?" If someone could see his body through the kimono, they would find that this uncle has a perfect figure like a Greek sculpture. If you want to train your body to this level, you have to work hard every day for decades. The uncle in kimono finally decided to observe for the time being and understand Lin Yuansheng's character before seeing if he could be accepted into Liangshanpo. Liangshanpo does not accept every disciple! Time passes minute by minute. Lin Yuansheng went out to buy groceries, planning to cook his own dinner. He bought high-energy beef and chicken, and bought several kilograms at a time. His cooking skills were not as sophisticated as before. There's no way, he needs a lot of energy now. Even without considering the Wind Spirit Modifier, just to maintain his muscle strength, he needs a high-energy diet. If you have to eat more than two kilograms of beef at one time, you won’t have the energy to cook it elaborately. "Mr. Lin." Lin Yuansheng, who had just finished his meal and was about to do some exercise to digest his food, received a strange phone call. "The materials you need are ready. Do you want to receive them now?" "So fast?" Lin Yuansheng was surprised because in the past it took several days to prepare everything. "Send it to the old place!" After he hung up the phone, he changed into casual clothes and went out leisurely. The house arranged for him by the Sugimu Group was only about ten kilometers away from the apartment, so he didn't need to take a car and could just take a walk to digest his food. "Has this street ever been so quiet before?" Lin Yuansheng frowned. The road leading to the house was deserted, with only dim street lights providing light. "beep--"
A loud horn sounded from behind his head, and a heavily loaded truck was approaching slowly with its headlights bright, signaling Lin Yuansheng to give way. Lin Yuansheng stood on the side of the road, waiting for the truck to pass. But at this moment, he only felt a sudden pain in the center of his eyebrows, and his sense of crisis sounded the alarm. The truck, which was originally moving slowly on the road, suddenly increased its horsepower and crashed towards Lin Yuansheng with a loud friction sound. "Oops!" The uncle in kimono who had been following Lin Yuansheng changed his expression drastically. But it was too late for him to react. He could only watch as the truck crashed into the roadside, its tires digging grooves in the bricks, and rushed straight into the park at the side of the road. “It’s over…” The uncle in kimono looked pale. This kind of impact would be unbearable even if he was not prepared, let alone ordinary people who haven't even started to learn Qi. How could such an accident happen? He felt hopeless, yet still holding onto some hope, he rushed towards the accident site like a cannonball. The next moment, his movements changed from dynamic to static, and he stopped without any inertia, and quickly dodged to the side to hide his body. "Grass...." Lin Yuansheng's rather embarrassed figure appeared on the left side of the truck. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been in real trouble this time. This made him furious, and he rushed to the driver's seat in three or two steps. Through the window, he stared coldly at the terrified driver inside. "How do you drive? Do you know how to drive?" The driver's lips turned pale and he looked at Lin Yuansheng in fear. "You, how come you are still alive?" Lin Yuansheng keenly noticed the abnormality in the driver's tone. There was no trace of surprise in his tone, only fear and disbelief. He narrowed his eyes, clenched his right fist, smashed the glass, grabbed the driver's hair and pulled him out. "Who sent you here?" he asked coldly. The driver's lips were trembling and his frightened eyes betrayed him, but he still insisted on being stubborn. "W-what sent you? I, I don't understand!" "It's just an accident!" "Accident?"
Lin Yuansheng's eyes were extremely cold, and the deep red stone placed in his inner pocket also emitted a faint red light as he showed his crazy murderous intent. If he hadn't seen the driver's behavior, he would have believed it was just an accident. Although Lin Yuansheng was also angry, the most he could do was call the police and go through the formalities. But now, The driver was neither drunk nor drugged, and was conscious. He did not behave like a normal person in an accident. When we saw that he was still alive, we did not feel surprised, but instead some deep-seated disappointment. This is not an accident, this is a murder! Who wants to kill himself? Was it a competitor within the Sugigi Group, or were Morita Shigehei's parents unwilling to give up? The murderous intent in Lin Yuansheng's heart was boiling with the floating halo of the Killing Stone. He took a deep breath and stared at the driver coldly. "I'll give you another chance. Who sent you here?" The driver was still stubborn: "I already said it was an accident. I didn't notice you standing there!" Lin Yuansheng's eyes suddenly turned cold. "I'll surprise you!" He grabbed the driver's head and smashed it hard against the front window. Amid the driver's wailing and bleeding, he dragged him out of the truck and threw him to the ground. "One last chance, answer me." Lin Yuansheng gently stepped on the driver's ankle and spoke in a violent tone. "I, I, I..." The driver was incoherent, his face pale with fear, and he wanted to escape, but Lin Yuansheng's feet were like boulders, preventing him from breaking free. "I don't know, I know nothing!" He shook his head frantically. "wrong answer!" Lin Yuansheng stepped down fiercely. ‘click’ The driver's ankles were crushed into powder and twisted into strange shapes. The shrill wails spread in the night, and also made the face of the uncle in kimono hiding in the dark turn pale. Chapter 47 Massacre 1 (Revised) "I said, I said!" The driver's face was covered with tears and snot. He was filled with extreme remorse. How could he let money blind him and get involved with such a vicious person? "I, I owe a huge debt, and someone contacted me and said that if I can kill you, not only can my debt be wiped out, but I can also get some money to start a comeback!"
"Who contacted you?" "I don't know, I really don't know! They gave me two million first, and said that they would transfer the remaining amount to me after I completed the task!" Lin Yuansheng narrowed his eyes. The driver was already terrified and even lost control of his bladder under his coercion. Judging from his behavior, he would not lie again. "call."