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Chapter 7: Innate Divine Power?

  Thats right, Lin Ming cultivated the Chaotic Fist Scripture, and his strongest attack method wasnt a dagger, but rather his fists!

  Now Lin Mings strongest attack can already leave a half-foot deep fist print on the iron wood, and the toughness of the iron wood is not under steel. If it were stone, it would be easily shattered!

  Lin Ming stared intently at Wang Yigao, locking onto his chest, then suddenly flashed out and threw a punch!

  Pong!

  All that could be heard was a dull thud, and Wang Yigao spat out blood and flew backwards. Even with the protection of his soft armor, even though he had reached the second level of body training, tempering his skin and flesh to extreme toughness, he still couldnt withstand Lin Mings super-heavy punch.

  Watching Wang Yigao fall to the ground like a dead pig, the onlookers were shocked and speechless. Wang Yigao had boasted that he would defeat Lin Ming in three moves, but the result was completely opposite - Wang Yigao was defeated by Lin Ming in just three moves!!

  These three moves were a decisive victory for Lin Ming, if Wang Yigong hadnt been wearing soft armor, he would have probably lost already. This doesnt look like a fight between a first level and second level cultivator at all, its almost the opposite!

  "Liu Lao, whats going on here?" At the midpoint of the duel, an elderly man appeared in the square. In his youth, he had reached the fifth level of body refinement and was only one step away from achieving the state of condensed meridians. However, Liu Lao ultimately failed to take that step. A cultivator at the bone-refining stage has a lifespan identical to that of an ordinary person, and their body cannot withstand the erosion of time. Now, Liu Lao is over seventy years old and completely devoid of combat strength, but his eyesight remains sharp.

  The old man thought for a moment and said: "This young man is born with divine power!"

  What warriors often refer to as "one-star innate talent" and "two-star innate talent" actually refers to the speed and difficulty of the body absorbing true yuan. The faster the absorption of true yuan, the higher the innate talent ranking.

  However, the physical strength of a martial artist is not included in the talent rating, because most people have similar physical strength before practicing martial arts, and they start from an equal starting line.

  But there are also a small number of people born with supernatural powers, even ten or dozens of times stronger than ordinary people!

  Great power, speed is often fast, fighting naturally has an advantage.

  However, the number of such warriors is extremely rare, and its not necessarily a great achievement. After all, the more advanced the martial arts are, the more important the true yuan becomes, and the effect that ones own strength can achieve also becomes smaller.

  "I see..." The bystanders nodded one after another, this explanation was quite reasonable.

  Lin Ming picked up the dagger and walked step by step to Wang Yigaos front. At this time, Wang Yigao was extremely disheveled, his clothes were cut into strips, he spat out blood, and his face was covered with dirt. Wang Yigao now hated that he couldnt die immediately, today he had lost big, he was afraid that he would become the laughing stock of the entire Tianyun Citys aristocratic circle.

  Lin Mingdao said: "You just said it yourself, one thousand two hundred gold coins, hand over the money."

  Grass!

  Upon hearing this sentence, Wang Yigao almost spat out another mouthful of blood.

  Damn it, hes got nothing better to do after eating his fill, exaggerating eight hundred taels to one thousand taels! Although he is a young master of a wealthy family, taking out one thousand taels of gold is absolutely not a small amount!

  Today was absolutely the most miserable and unforgettable day of his life. In front of so many people, Wang Yigao could not turn things around, and because it was a martial arts duel, he wouldnt even be able to think about revenge in the future, or else he would be ridiculed by others, unless he secretly plotted against him.

  "Money, bring me the money!" Wang Yigao bellowed at his gang of henchmen! Today, he had been defeated, but this was far from over - he vowed to chop Lin Ming into a thousand pieces!

  That group of people were all shocked by Lin Mings strength, even if the six of them joined forces together, they wouldnt be guaranteed to win! Was he really just a guy who had only cultivated his body to the first stage?

  "Xiao Dong, collect the money," Lin Ming said. One thousand two hundred gold was not a small sum of money. Although Wang Yi Gao had money, he wouldnt carry so much cash on him and could only scrape together what he needed.

  Lin Xiaodong was in a daze after Wang Yigao spat out blood, until Lin Ming called him and he reacted exaggeratedly, "No way, this cant be real, we actually won?"

  And also earned a thousand taels of gold, thats a thousand taels of gold! Lin Xiaodongs entire property was only over 200 taels of gold, and buying a blood ginseng would take away more than half of it!

  Seeing one after another large and small golden tickets being handed over to himself, Lin Xiaodongs expression on his face changed from astonishment to wild joy, and then the wild joy turned into a sneer.

  His eyes were originally small, and when he smiled, they almost disappeared.

  "Haha, weve become rich! Were so grateful, its really generous of you all. What can I say? Thank you very much for your kindness, knowing our difficulties and coming from afar to give us money to spend. Thanks a lot!"

  "Especially King Gao Yi and his brothers, 800 taels are not enough, they must give 1,000 taels. On behalf of the people, I thank you for your kindness."

  Upon hearing Lin Xiaodongs sarcastic remarks, especially the "Gao Yi Wang", Wang Yigao, who was already injured, felt a sweetness in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood. He had said earlier that if he couldnt kill Lin Ming within three moves, his name would be read backwards.

  Im going to translate it for you: Screw your grandma!

  Wang Yigao was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and as for the others, their faces were also ugly to the extreme. Lin Xiaodong, this guy, was a type of person who made people feel sick to death but not die, after collecting all the gold votes, he exaggeratedly spat on his hand and counted them one by one.

  "Twenty, thirty, fifty, one hundred, one hundred and five, one hundred and seven..."

  A thick stack of gold tickets, Lin Xiaodong counted three times, and smiled: "Eight hundred and fifty taels, still short of one hundred and fifty taels. I said you are all rich people, how cant you even come up with such a small amount of money."

  When Lin Xiaodong finished speaking, Wang Yigao almost vomited blood again. His face was gloomy, and with a flick of his right hand, accompanied by a crisp "ding" sound, the long sword was nailed to the ground brick on the square. "Qingfeng Sword, any weapon shop can sell it for 200 taels of gold. Lets go!"

  Six people came to seek revenge and trample him, but as a result, they all left their belongings, including the sword in their hands. Wang Yigao had never been so humiliated before!

  Lin Xiaodongs eyes lit up with a smile as soon as he saw the Qingfeng sword, and he had some knowledge of swords. This sword was indeed not an ordinary product, and it was much better than his own sword.

  Lin Mingdao said: "Take this sword if you like."

  Lin Xiaodong said: "How can this be, Ming Ge you dont even have a weapon."

  Lin Mingdao said: "I can do it with my fists, I dont need a weapon for now. Later on, Ill get something handy. This Qingfeng sword is sharp, but the sword is too light and not suitable for me."

  Lin Xiaodong recalled Lin Mings last fierce punch and felt that it was indeed the case, this sword in Lin Mings hands was not enough.

  "This move, Ive used this sword before. But to be honest, Lin Ming youre too fierce, I didnt know before." Since Lin Ming started practicing martial arts, Lin Xiaodong had never seen Lin Ming make a formal move, and he didnt expect that Lin Ming would become so powerful, thinking it was the result of his hard work.

  Lin Mingdao said, "Wang Yigaos actual strength is not refined, he has just entered the second stage of body refinement and his foundation is extremely unstable. His cultivation might have been achieved through medicinal assistance, and his martial skills are nothing impressive either. Winning against him wouldnt be anything remarkable, my first target is Zhu Yan."

  Zhu Yan is different from Wang Yigao, with great strength and a solid foundation. His four-star talent should not be underestimated, and his own cultivation can also be considered diligent. Lin Ming is no match for him now.

  Lin Ming handed over the gold ticket and took out a stack from it without counting, then directly handed it to Lin Xiaodong, saying: "You take this and use it."

  "Whats all this? This money was all earned by you, Ive taken the sword, and as for the gold, I dont need it either. At my current level of cultivation, ten taels of gold per month is more than enough."

  Lin Ming fell silent for a moment, didnt insist, and put the golden ticket into his pocket. Between him and Lin Xiaodong, there was no need to be so clear-cut.

  "Lets go, were going to the trade fair."

  "Right! Haha, I almost forgot to mention the transaction fee! Now weve got a good amount, our money adds up to 1,000 taels! 1,000 taels, damn it, Ive never seen so much money in my life! Were going to make a big killing!"

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