Chapter 111 Shock
"Bang!" Suddenly there was a loud crash sound coming from the backyard.
Then a big hole was knocked out in the wall separating the backyard and the main courtyard, dust and broken bricks flew everywhere, and a figure fell out in the flying dust.
Before the figure landed on the ground, his palms slammed on the ground, and he flipped in the air, finally landing on his feet and standing up.
When the figure's feet landed on the ground, everyone could see clearly that it was Zuo Le.
At this time, Zuo Le's hair was disheveled, his face was covered in dust, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and his face was a little pale.
"Master Zuo!" Everyone's face changed drastically and they shouted in surprise and rushed forward.
However, before everyone came closer, Zuo Le had already stretched out his hand to signal them not to come over, but his eyes were looking at the hole in the wall that had been knocked open.
A white figure walked out of the hole in the wall slowly, followed by a black figure.
The flying dust gradually dissipated, revealing the true appearance of the white figure.
He was dressed in white warrior's uniform, about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with a tall figure and handsome looks. There was a nonchalant smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked superior and disdainful to others.
"He is Lin Zhengji!" Lu Taiqiang said in a low voice.
Lin Zhengji!
Qin Ziling's pupils shrank slightly, and a sinister murderous intent flashed in his depths.
The dark shadow behind Lin Zhengji was Nangong Yue, who followed Lin Zhengji closely.
"Master Zuo, do you want to compete again?" Lin Zhengji looked at Zuo Le levelly, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and asked lightly.
"Mr. Lin has a high level of cultivation and has mastered the Ice Palm to perfection. I am not as good as you. If Nangong Yue wants to join the Black Armor Guard, then go ahead and join." Zuo Le wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, straightened his hair and clothes, and replied calmly.
"Master Zuo Wu is indeed sensible. In fact, the Cold Iron Palm and the Cold Ice Palm have a lot in common. You should communicate more closely. Why do you have to be so formal? Don't you think so?" Lin Zhengji bowed and said with a smile.
Zuo Le remained silent and just looked at Lin Zhengji calmly.
Lin Zhengji's face turned slightly cold, but then he put on a faint smile and said, "Nangong Yue, although your master agrees that you can join the Black Armor Guard, you still have to go back to Hantie Priest Court to ask your master for advice. You still can't fall behind in training, and try to condense your strength as soon as possible."
"Don't worry, sir. I will never let you down!" Nangong Yue bowed to Lin Zhengji with a solemn expression.
"Okay, Master Zuo Wu, I hope you can give Nangong Yue more guidance in martial arts in the future. Don't mistreat him with the eggs and chicken of the Xuanhan Iron Chicken, which he needs for practicing martial arts. I will not disturb Master Zuo Wu today. I will ask the craftsmen to repair the wall tomorrow." Lin Zhengji nodded to Nangong Yue, then turned to Zuo Le and said.
"Don't bother Mr. Lin, I will find someone to repair it." The skin on Zuo Le's face twitched slightly. He suppressed the humiliation and anger in his heart and said in a deep voice.
" That's fine! We are all family, there's no need to be polite. Nangong Yue, come back with me first to familiarize yourself with military affairs, and come back another day." Lin Zhengji said lightly, and then took Nangong Yue out.
"Huh!" When passing by Qin Ziling, Lin Zhengji's eyes fell on the medicine basket on his back, and his eyes lit up slightly.
"This is Qinghan Snow Lotus Grass. Where did you pick it?" Lin Zhengji asked with a smile.
"I picked it from the mountain." Qin Ziling replied with a "panicked" look on his face.
"Picked from the mountains. Good answer." Lin Zhengji smiled and nodded, then suddenly raised his foot and kicked Qin Ziling in the abdomen without any warning.
"Bang!" Qin Ziling bent his body, flew up, and then fell heavily to the ground, blood slowly flowing out from the corner of his mouth.
"Picked from the mountains! Who do you think you are? How dare you try to be smart with me! I'll spare your life this time for the sake of Master Zuo Wu, but you won't be so lucky next time." Lin Zhengji sneered, then casually flicked his clothes, and then left with Nangong Yue.
When passing by Qin Ziling who was struggling to stand up, Nangong Yue looked down at him with a disdainful sneer on his face.
During this period, Zheng Xinghan and others were all filled with anger, but no one dared to step forward.
They are not three-year-old children and they know very well what Lin Zhengji represents .
If they go up, not only will they fail to get back their face, but they will bring even greater trouble to Dean Han Tie.
"Zi Ling, how are you?" Zuo Le strode forward with a gloomy face, reaching out to pull Qin Zi Ling as he asked.
"I'm fine, he didn't use any strength. How are you, Master Zuo?" Qin Ziling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up without waiting for Zuo Leshou to touch him.
"I'm glad you're okay. You did a great job. I'm fine too." Zuo Le waved his hand, and then said, "You, Xinghan, and Muxuan have worked hard along the way. Follow me to the backyard room. The rest of you can go and continue practicing martial arts. Lin Shou asked someone to repair the wall."
After saying that, Zuo Le turned and left.
His thin body, which was already somewhat hunched, looked even more bent.
Zheng Xinghan and the other two followed Zuo Le silently into the inner room in the backyard.
Zuo Le sat on the sandalwood chair, pointed at the chair next to him, and said, "Everyone, sit down."
After saying that, Zuo Le suddenly covered his mouth and started coughing. When he opened his palm, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Master Zuo!" The faces of the three of them changed drastically.
"Huh!" Zuo Le let out a long sigh, smoothed his chest, waved his hands, and said, "It's okay. I'm old and can't stand being beaten."
After Zuo Le finished speaking, he slowly leaned back in his chair. The wrinkles on his face seemed to have deepened a lot at this moment, and his eyes were dull, giving people the feeling that his whole spirit had collapsed at once.
Unlike before, even if Zuo Le was lazily lying on the rattan chair, his eyes were sharp and focused, and he had an awe-inspiring powerful aura.
But at this moment, all of that is gone.
Yes, after all these years, Nangong Yue finally appeared. Zuo Le placed great hopes on him and was even unwilling to care about his character flaws.
As a result, the original hope has become a scourge today, and none of these inner court disciples has the hope of becoming a talent, truly inheriting his mantle, and helping him pass on the position of Hantie Dean.
"Master Zuo!" Seeing Zuo Le waving his hand and saying something, he seemed to be in a trance, leaning back in the chair and not speaking for a long time. Zheng Xinghan called out cautiously.
"Well, you did a good job this time. This amount of Qinghan Snow Lotus Grass is enough for a year. Xinghan, you can give them silver or Xuanhan Iron Chicken Secret Pills according to Ziling and Mu Xuan's wishes. Okay, everyone get out." Zuo Le seemed to come back to his senses. He glanced at Zheng Xinghan blankly, gave instructions, and waved his hand.
"Master Zuo, it's better for Nangong Yue, that ungrateful bastard, to leave! Without him, we still have Junior Brother Qin!" Mu Xuan couldn't help but say upon seeing this.
"Zi Ling?" Zuo Le glanced at Qin Zi Ling upon hearing that, smiled bitterly, then waved his hand and slowly closed his eyes.
"Master Zuo, Junior Brother Qin broke through to the Iron Skin level three days ago!" Zheng Xinghan said upon seeing this.
"What?" Zuo Le suddenly opened his eyes, and his lifeless eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance. He stood up and then slapped Qin Ziling with the five fingers of his right hand.
Qin Ziling immediately circulated his Qi and blood upon seeing this, revealing only the iron skin on his palms. With a "bang", he collided with Zuo Le's palm.
Zuo Le stood still, but Qin Ziling pretended to take two steps back.
But even so, Zuo Le's originally pale face suddenly flushed with excitement, and he said repeatedly: "Good, good, the blood and energy are surging and refined, and it seems to be no less than Xinghan."
"Junior Brother Qin is not only not inferior to me, he is much more powerful." Zheng Xinghan said.
"Haha, Xinghan, you don't have to underestimate yourself. In terms of actual combat, you are definitely better than Ziling. But Ziling's strength lies in talent. If I remember correctly, it only took Ziling six months and most days to go from being a piece of cake." Zuo Le, in a good mood, patted Zheng Xinghan on the shoulder and comforted him.
Zheng Xinghan and Mu Xuan's expressions became subtle when they heard this.
"Did I remember it wrong?" Zuo Le frowned slightly when he saw this.
"Master Zuo, you remembered it right, but you were wrong about one thing. Even in terms of actual combat ability, Ziling is much better than me." Zheng Xinghan said.
"Yes, yes, Master Zuo, it's a good thing that Ziling went with us this time, otherwise Senior Brother Zheng and I would not have the chance to see you again." Mu Xuan said.
"What's going on?" Zuo Le's face changed slightly.
"On the way back, we met people from Xueyun Village. They had three iron-skinned warriors and six cow-skinned warriors. We thought they were all going to die this time, but they were all killed by Junior Brother Qin alone." Zheng Xinghan replied.
"Zi Ling killed three iron-skinned warriors and six cow-skinned warriors all by himself, and not a single one escaped?" Even though Zuo Le was a man who had experienced many ups and downs, his eyes widened when he heard this.
"Yes!" Zheng Xinghan and Mu Xuan nodded heavily.
Zuo Le was stunned when he saw Zheng Xinghan and Mu Xuan nodding heavily.
As a martial arts master, Zuo Le knew very well that it was much more difficult for one person to kill all three iron-skinned martial artists and six cow-skinned martial artists than to defeat them all. Even though he was a martial arts master, if he was not careful and let them escape in all directions, he would not be able to kill them all.
Being a martial artist who uses his energy is already a relatively difficult feat, but Qin Ziling, a martial artist who just broke through to the Iron Skin level, actually did it. How could Zuo Le not be extremely shocked?
