"Is there anything else?" Lin Yu asked.

The warrior surnamed Huang smiled and said: "Little brother, you just spent money to invite us to this restaurant. We can't white-collar this one, so I want to treat you to a supper."

"Yes, let's go for a supper together." Gu Wuzhe is also very enthusiastic, "The nightlife of our Jiuli Mansion is very exciting, and I will take you to see and see."

Lin Yu didn't have time to go to eat supper with them, and immediately refused: "It was just a trivial matter, you two don't need to worry about it."

"Little brother, give us a chance to do our best as a landlord, otherwise others think that our people in Jiuli Mansion are unkind and specialize in foreigners."

The warrior surnamed Huang grabbed Lin Yu's shoulder and said.

The warrior surnamed Gu followed and persuaded: "Little brother, let's have supper together. I will tell you the legendary stories of the head of Lu and the head of Song again and again. It is absolutely wonderful, and you are sure you haven't heard it."

When Lin Yu heard it, the two of them had just said that they didn't have enough fun, and wanted to show off.

Of course, this can be regarded as human nature, and there is nothing wrong with it.

It's a pity that he really doesn't have this time.

"Who is that person?"

Lin Yu reached out and pointed out the window.

Wuzhe Huang and Wuzhe Gu immediately turned their heads and asked again and again: "Where is it? Who?"

Taking advantage of the moment when the two were distracted, Lin Yu immediately performed light work and left the restaurant.

After the two watched, they didn't see anything, so they turned around and wanted to ask Lin Yu again.

But suddenly found that Lin Yu had disappeared.

"Huh, what about the others?"

"When did you leave?"

"Did you just put on his shoulders, you have to ask yourself!"

The two looked at each other.

On the other side, after Lin Yu left the restaurant, he inquired about the direction of the Tianyuan restaurant and strode away.

His facial features are very sensitive, and the conversation in the center of the square has already been heard at that meeting. The heads of the martial arts said that they would go to the Tianyuan restaurant to gather together and have a good drink.

The plan he will execute next needs to borrow the power of these people, so he has to take the initiative to find them.

On the street, all the pedestrians passing by were full of enthusiasm and discussion.

The content of the chat is all related to the competition just now.

Many people are marveling at the strength of the four masters, feeling that the top martial artist is nothing more than that.

Some young martial artists unabashedly expressed their admiration for the four masters, expressing that they would target them and practice martial arts well.

Tianyuan Restaurant.

Tianyuan Pavilion.

The heads of the four major sects of Jiuli Mansion and the heads of other small sects gathered here to share a feast.

All martial arts sects in the Dawu dynasty are under the jurisdiction of the court, and there is basically no conflict of interest between each other. Therefore, this kind of martial arts competition is simply to exchange skills and use martial arts to meet friends.

In addition, Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second.

After the winner is divided in the ring, everyone has no more private thoughts. Drinking together can increase the relationship and become drunk.

"The head of Song's Bixia Yanbo is really superb!"

"That's natural. The head of Song has already practiced "Bixia Gong" to the top five years ago. He has a deep inner strength and can be called a master."

A group of little heads toasted Song Hualong who was sitting on the main seat, and they kept flattering.

"cheers!"

"Do!"

Everyone drank the wine in one cup.

After eating two bites of food, Meng Yangping stirred up the topic: "Everyone, have you heard about what happened to Zhou Guoguo?"

"What's up?"

The crowd was aroused by curiosity and asked in unison.

"You don't know?" Meng Yangping was a little surprised, and then smiled: "Then I will tell you about it. This is an incredible event!"

"Say it."

"Don't sell it."

Everyone urged.

Meng Yangping put down his chopsticks and said, "There is a congenital warrior from Zhou Guoguo, whose surname is Lin, and his name is Lin Yu."

"Innate warrior?!"

"Really? Is there really a congenital warrior in this world?"

Everyone is a little bit afraid to believe it, after all, the innate martial artist only exists in the legend, and no one has ever seen it with their own eyes.

"It's true! There is absolutely nothing wrong with it!"

"It's like this..." After Meng Yangping described in detail what happened in the capital, the people finally no longer doubted it.

Immediately afterwards, the heads of the audience became curious about the combat power of the innate martial artist.

I really want to know how much innate fighters are better than top-notch fighters.

"It should be about four or five times stronger." A head guessed.

Another head agreed: "I also think that four or five times is already an exaggeration."

After a lot of discussion, most people agreed with this conclusion, and a small number of people felt that it must be smaller than this value.

After all, they don't know that there is innate gong method, they don't know that the innate gong method can transform their internal energy into true qi after they are practiced, and they don't know that there is positive internal energy.

So it's impossible to imagine how strong the internal strength can be.

The gap of four to five times is already the limit of their imagination.

It is like a person who has never seen the sea, and has never heard of the sea. He can't imagine how vast the sea can be.

If you tell him that the sea is 100,000 times the size of the pond in front of his house, he will think you are bragging.

"I want to know how big the gap is, unless I see the Innate Martial Artist with my own eyes."

"If you say it according to the head of Meng, I'm afraid I won't see it in this life. You think, even the king of a country has to sell the face of the innate warrior, how high is the status? It is you and I can see Is it?"

"That's true!"

At this time, the door of Tianyuan Pavilion was suddenly opened.

The heads of the group thought it was the little Er who came to serve the food, so they didn't think much about it, and continued to talk about themselves.

But when Lin Yu stepped into the door and closed it easily, someone finally noticed something was wrong.

"Who are you?"

Song Hualong's main seat was facing the door, so he was the first to see Lin Yu's face clearly.

He has a burly figure ~www.mtlnovel.com~ with extraordinary temperament. At first glance, he is not a shopkeeper, but like a warrior.

Song Hualong's first reaction was that this might be a martial artist who came here admiringly.

Lin Yu self-reported his family and said: "Zhou's innate warrior, Lin Yu, have you heard of it?"

"Are you Lin Yu?"

The heads just found it unbelievable.

How could it be so coincidental?

When I talked about Lin Yu, he came?

"How do you prove that you are Lin Yu?"

Song Hualong asked.

Lin Yuliang gave out the census of Zhou's national identity and gave everyone a glance.

Then he picked up an empty wine glass on the table and squeezed it lightly with a small amount of strength. Without even stimulating the real qi, he quietly squeezed it into a powder and sprinkled it from the gap between the fingers.

"It's really Lin... Lin Xiantian!"

Song Hualong and others no longer had the slightest doubt.

Lin Yu's identity certificate is true, and his strength is so strong, it is naturally that Lin Yu is right.

From this, they also confirmed one thing.

That is, the innate martial artist is indeed four to five times stronger than the first-class martial artist.

Like the wine glass just now, it can be crushed even if they come to pinch it, but it can't pinch it so finely, and it will make some noises, it is impossible to be silent.

"Lin Xiantian, why are you looking for us?"

Song Hualong and the others all stood up and saluted Lin Yu.

Congenital warriors have a higher status than monarchs, so how can they dare to put on any airs?

"Masters, I need your help on a very confidential matter."

Lin Yu is not wordy, straight to the point.