Capítulo 7: Chapter-7
Lin Dong ignored his actions, immediately causing Lin Shan to get down and say viciously, "Hmph, I'm Lin Shan, your cousin, Lin Dong, you brat, don't pretend to me."
Lin Shan and Lin Dong were the same age, both fourteen, but Lin Shan was two months older than Lin Dong. So technically, Lin Shan, the son of his second uncle, was Lin Dong's cousin.
"Cousin, ah, I don't remember having such a cousin," Lin Dong stood with his shoulders clasped and glanced at Lin Shan indifferently.
"Bullshit, Lin Dong, your father is a loser, and you yourself are a loser. Still quenching your body to the fourth level? My father is in control of the clan's finances, and I was always supplied with spiritual medicine before I stepped into the fourth level of body hardening. How can you, a trash, step into the fourth level of body hardening? You didn't just cheat and try to muddle through, did you? I'll definitely report your cheating to the clan."
With a twinkle in his eyes, Lin Shan immediately threw a pot of dirty water on Lin Dong.
"Your inability to do so only means that you're too wasted and a piece of trash," Lin Dong looked at Lin Shan with a smirk. How could he not see that Lin Shan was deliberately looking for a fight, so he was fortunate enough to follow his wishes today.
"Lin Dong, you seek death!" Lin Shan was a teenager at heart and could not withstand the teasing of words. With a red face, he stepped forward and slammed his five fingers together into a fist to smash Lin Dong's head.
"First-grade martial art, Falling Stone Fist!" With a loud shout, Lin Shan's right arm waved, and several fist shadows appeared, smashing Lin Dong head-on as if stones were falling.
"Falling Stone Fist is not something you can use like this." Looking at the flawed First-Grade Martial Art, Lin Dong shook his head as if in pity. He raised his right arm and punched with the Yellow Dragon's overwhelming fist.
Surprisingly, it was also the Falling Stone Fist!
"Bang!" Before he could get close enough, Lin Shan only felt a blur before his eyes, then a huge force hit him, and he flew backward like a cloud. Lin Shan's eyes went black with shame and anger, and he passed out straight away.
"Grrr~" There was a sound of salivation on the field, and the few youngsters from the clan who had just stood around Lin Shan were all staring at the limp Lin Shan with dumbfounded eyes. A fourth-level body-hardening Lin Shan had just been knocked out by a single punch from Lin Dong? Then Lin Dong's strength...
The first thing that happened was that Lin Xiao's son, Lin Dong, was a loser like his loser father. Otherwise, how else would they dare to team up to provoke Lin Dong?
"Snort, how dare this point of strength come out and learn to act like a punk." Lin Dong casually patted the non-existent dust on his palm and swept a few of Lin Shan's gang idlers, scaring a few of them to take a step back. Then he skimmed his lips and said, "Don't worry, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't beat you guys up. Also, carry this fool Lin Shan back. The ground is cold; it won't be good if he catches a wind chill."
With that said, Lin Dong left slowly and leisurely under the gazes of the many disciples of the clan who were filled with awe and terror. The youngster named Lin Dong's first appearance on the clan's stage was exceptionally dazzling!
...
The next few days, Lin Dong did go around the trading fair in Qingyang Town but didn't discover the mossy ancient wood containing the ancient swirl rune mark. There had been no harvest, so Lin Dong was in no hurry and would go around when he had time.
"Lin Dong, Lin Dong..." This day, just as Lin Dong was meditating on his words in his room, a familiar little chubby dun panted as he pushed open the door.
"Lin Chang Gun, what is it?" Lin Dong glanced at the visitor, but his hands continued to move without slowing down.
"Lin Dong, Qingtan returned from a trip to the mountains but was given by Lin Shan to be brought someone to intercept you, saying that it was to retaliate for your humiliating act a few days ago. He said that he couldn't beat you, but he still couldn't beat your sister?"
Little Fatty Lin Chang Gun's classmate propped his hands on his knees and spoke extremely fast.
"Huh? Qingtan was stopped by Lin Shan? Let's go, let's go." Lin Dong's right arm shook, and the word that was already half-written immediately changed shape, and he immediately threw his pen and got up in shock.
"Lin Dong, you are so kind. Qing Tan is so lucky to have a brother like you; you must be worried about Qing Tan's safety, right?" Lin Chang Gun, who had recovered his breath, looked at Lin Dong with considerable emotion, thinking he was such a good brother.
"Why am I worried about Qingtan? I'm worried about Lin Shan's safety. What if Qingtan misses and kills Lin Shan?" Lin Dong sighed deeply, full of helplessness.
Lin Chang Gun: "..."
Although Qingtan was a girl, her battle style was exceptionally violent, plus she had a bad temper, and she was a strong Earth Origin realm fighter. Lin Shan was just a salty fish at the fourth level of Body Tempering. Even ten Lin Shans tied together wouldn't be enough for a punch from Qingtan.
If Qingtan is still young and doesn't know how lightly to strike, it would be difficult if she really killed Lin Shan by accident. After all, Lin Shan was still the son of his second uncle, and if he died at Qingtan's hands, it would not be easy for Lin Xiao to explain to Lin Zhentian.
"Hurry up; if we go too late, then Lin Shan will really be killed alive by Qingtan." Lin Chang Gun's mouth opened and tried to say something, but he was pulled away by Lin Dong.
The back mountain of the Lin Clan was connected to a relatively vast forest, which also contained some spiritual medicines of good quality. There were often people from the Lin Clan entering the back mountain to try their luck.
At this moment, the junction leading to the forest was already crowded with Lin's children who were watching the action, surrounded by three circles of people.
In the center of the crowd was a young girl dressed in a light-colored dress, standing with her shoulders clasped, her eyebrows like a painting, and her skin like snow.
On the ground in front of the girl, there were five or six teenagers lying scandalously on the ground, squirming and moaning with great difficulty, as if they had just been in a "vicious battle."
"Lin Shan, did you say 'if you can't beat Brother Lin Dong, you can't beat Brother Lin Dong's sister'? I'm sorry, but you can't beat Lin Dong's sister either." The girl's eyes, filled with an aura, glanced at a teenager on the ground and said in an unusually disdainful tone.
"Hiss~" Lin Shan,
who was limp on the ground, twitched in pain, and buried his head on the ground in shame and anger after hearing those words.
He didn't expect that he would be defeated by an unusually weak-looking girl with a single slap in front of everyone's eyes. Then this magical girl even knocked all five of his fighters to the ground like the autumn wind sweeping away leaves. Do you think he still needs to lose face? How can he still stand in the Lin family in the future? What?
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way..."
Just as Lin Shan was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, struggling to think of a way to break the situation, the sound of scolding flooded out, and a thin figure quickly parted the crowd like a nimble swimming fish and jumped into the field.
"Hiss, it's Lin Dong; damn it, that devil Lin Dong is here too."
Seeing that familiar figure appear, Lin Shan even shivered violently in fear, silently burying his head deeper.
"Phew, fortunately, Lin Shan hasn't been beaten to death alive by Qing Tan."
After sweeping a glance at the scene, Lin Dong let out a sigh of relief in his heart and reached out to touch Qing Tan's cicada: "You ninny were going to scare me to death; fortunately, you still had a measured hand and didn't kill Lin Shan, the stupid bastard."
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