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2209. Chapter two thousand two hundred and nine unparalleled heroes

The huge square was silent, with only Lin Chong's cold voice echoing.

Everyone stared blankly at Lin Zhong and Chen Hanzhou, so shocked that they lost their words.

At this time, the square was completely devastated, as if it had been bombed by missiles.

Looking around, the original wooden platform has long since disappeared. There are large and small potholes and dense cracks everywhere, and almost no place is intact.

No one expected that the battle would end in this way.

Lin Zhong actually won?

Grandmaster Danjin defeated Martial Saint Gangjin?

It was clear that Chen Hanzhou had the upper hand before, suppressing Lin Zhong and beating him, so why did he lose in the blink of an eye?

And he lost so miserably.

His arms were broken, his sternum was shattered, his energy was on the verge of exhaustion, and his energy and blood were extremely weak.

Even if his life is not in danger, he has lost the ability to fight again.

Of course, compared with Chen Hanzhou, Lin Zhong's condition is not much better.

Even more tragic.

His whole body was covered with scars and fist marks, the back of his hands and arms were bloody, his cheeks were dripping with blood, his skin had a lot of cracks, and blood mist kept coming out.

The momentum fluctuates like a roller coaster, sometimes rising and sometimes falling.

When it is high, it makes people think that he will explode and die soon; when it is low, it makes people think that his life fire is about to be extinguished.

But no matter what, Lin Zhong always supported himself with steely will, stood proudly in the sky, and calmly withstood everyone's gaze and admiration.

Looking back at Chen Hanzhou, how can he still have the slightest bit of detachment and calmness as a Gangjin Martial Saint?

Time passes quickly.

Everyone gradually recovered from the shock and looked at each other in shock.

Their reactions are different.

The crowd in the individual area was in high spirits, and everyone was beaming with joy.

Some young warriors even admired Lin Zhong so much that they wanted to worship him.

Worried that this was Wuji Sect's home court and surrounded by Chen Hanzhou's disciples and grandsons, they tried their best to endure their excitement and did not dare to cheer loudly.

The viewing area is a different scene.

The female disciples of the Guanghan Sect smiled brightly and stood up from their seats one after another, looking up at Lin Zhong's figure standing in the sky, their eyes full of admiration and admiration.

Senior sister Qu Yun had the strongest reaction. Her pretty face turned red, her almond-shaped eyes shone brightly, and she bit her lips tightly, as if she wanted to take the initiative to throw herself into Lin Zhong's arms.

The disciples of Tianji Martial Arts School, Sixiang Martial Arts School and other East Martial Arts League were also very happy.

They are local forces in the Eastern Province and are too close to Wuji Sect. Once Wuji Sect plans to expand, they will bear the brunt and it will only be a matter of time before they are annexed.

So they are eager for the Wuji Sect to collapse.

Although Lin Zhong only won this battle today, it was of great significance to the martial arts world.

As for the disciples of Zhenwu Sect, Donghua Sect, Ruyi Sect, Yin Yang Sect and other hidden sects, their thoughts at the moment are extremely complicated, with both joy and worry.

“How wonderful!”

An exclamation suddenly broke the silence.

The speaker was none other than Lu Fuchen's daughter, Lu Lu, known as the Little Demon King of the Donghua Sect.

She clapped her little hands so hard that her palms turned red: "Brother Lin is so awesome! So handsome! So cool!"

Qu Yun couldn't help but glance at Lu Lu.

Brother Lin?

What does this little girl’s movie have to do with the Supreme Elder?

How dare you call me so kindly?

Do you deserve it?

Qu Yun muttered to herself, and not to be outdone, she stood up and clapped.

the other side.

Many Wuji Sect disciples gathered together, all of them were in despair and their faces were ashen.

Core true biographies such as Cheng Feng, Xu Zhen, and Xu Chun are no exception.

Before the battle ended, they thought about countless possibilities.

Regardless of the possibility, there is no option for Chen Hanzhou to lose.

Because that simply can't happen!

However, the most ridiculous and outrageous thing happened right under their noses.

How full their confidence in Chen Hanzhou was before, the blow they received now was so heavy.

Cheng Feng wiped his eyes hard, thinking he was hallucinating.

"What happened?"

"How could the leader lose?"

The psychological gap was so big that Cheng Feng couldn't accept it.

"Crack!"

Xu Chun next to him suddenly slapped himself hard.

"I must be dreaming."

Five finger prints appeared on his cheek, but Xu Chun seemed unaware and kept mumbling to himself: "Yes, it's all a dream. It'll be fine if you wake up."

Not far away, Fang Yunbo, Gu Zhongxin, Wei Ziqing, Jiang Lingchuan and other Wuji Sect elders looked pale and sweaty, as if they had just been fished out of the water.

"How is it possible...how is it possible..."

Gu Zhongxin's lips were trembling and he couldn't say a coherent sentence.

"Shut up!"

Fang Yunbo gritted his teeth and growled, clenching his fists tightly, his nails digging into his flesh, his eyes fixed on Lin Zhong, as if he wanted to carve the other person's figure into his soul.

Instinct tells Fang Yunbo that he may never be able to avenge his revenge in his lifetime.

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Lu Fushen, Li Chonghua, Ji Hengqiu, He Ruyun and other senior officials of the hidden sect stood up from their seats at some point and saluted Lin Chongxing with their attention.

"It's amazing, it's amazing."

Li Chonghua suppressed the fluctuations in his heart and said in an admiring tone: "The power shown by Alliance Leader Lin is not inferior to that of Leader Chen. He has achieved such an achievement in his twenties. It is really shocking."

"What is an unparalleled hero, a peerless hero? Today I finally saw it."

Ji Hengqiu, who had been silent all this time, slowly nodded, and for the first time took up Li Chonghua's words: "To defeat the Gangjin Martial Saint with the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan Realm, looking at the past and present, who can do it? His Excellency Du Huaizhen has someone who will succeed him.

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"There have been talented people from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years. I would say that it would take at least a thousand years for a hero as amazing as Leader Lin to appear."

Li Chonghua continued to praise Lin Zhong, regardless of whether the latter could hear it or not: "With Leader Lin in charge, our martial arts world will be as stable as Mount Tai from now on. Who dares to make mistakes?"

Ji Hengqiu nodded again: "This is the blessing of my hidden sect, the blessing of the martial arts world, and the blessing of the country!"

Lu Fuchen turned his eyes slightly and scanned the faces of Li Chonghua and Ji Hengqiu. He couldn't help but smile when he saw the two men flattering Lin Chong seriously.

He had a clear idea of ​​the thoughts of these two old foxes.

As long as it doesn't affect the interests of the Donghua sect, he doesn't bother to expose it and make people dislike it for no reason.

"Everyone, did you hear what Leader Lin said?"

Lu Fuden crossed his arms across his chest and said meaningfully: "On the surface, Leader Lin is warning the Wuji Sect, but in fact he is also telling us."

Li Chonghua and Lu Fuchen closed their mouths at the same time when they heard this.

Standing in their position, what they think, what they see and hear is deeper and broader than ordinary warriors.

Although Lin Zhong stopped Chen Hanzhou's ambition, considering Lin Zhong's attitude towards the hidden sect, they couldn't tell whether this was a blessing or a curse.

What if Lin Zhong acts more radically than Chen Hanzhou?
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