When Xiao Zheng found out about the location and time of the duel, he was shocked.
His final duel with Lin Laoyao was actually arranged at Lin Laoyao's home.
Although he didn't know why Lin Laoyao chose the Lin family. But no matter where it was, Xiao Zheng wouldn't reject it.
He had been looking forward to this day for a long time.
He had indeed defeated Lin Laoyao at the Global Alliance. But the defeat at the Global Alliance was only because of their operations and connections. Of course, it couldn't be denied that comprehensive ability played a decisive role. But just because of this, did Xiao Zheng think that his comprehensive ability was stronger than Lin Laoyao's?
Maybe Lin Laoyao just didn't want to lower his head and spar with those big shots.
And Xiao Zheng had a natural advantage in this aspect.
So the final duel between the two of them was still in the aspect of martial arts. This was also the area that Xiao Zheng was most willing to compete in.
Any martial arts powerhouse would be extremely stubborn in this aspect. Even an old monk who had lived for many years would never admit defeat. Let alone Xiao Zheng who had never tasted defeat.
One must know that he had even defeated Zhao Yin.
Then, in three days at the Lin family, would he be able to continue his legend and defeat Lin Laoyao?
This was an unknown.
Before the duel ended, no one dared to make any guarantees. Including Lin Laoyao.
…
"Are you really going to duel with Xiao Zheng?"
The Lin family. Qiu Shou was holding a cup of coffee with a strange expression on his face.
"He killed your father. He is also my enemy. Why don't we duel? "Lin Laoyao asked. "Are you afraid that I will die, or are you afraid that he will die?"
Facing Lin Laoyao's question, Qiu Shou was slightly taken aback. "Both."
"You are an independent woman. You don't need anyone's existence and you can live well. Why are you nervous? "Lin Laoyao asked again.
This time, Qiu Shou hesitated.
Is she independent?
All these years, she had indeed become an independent woman. Even Zhao Yin rarely interfered with her private life. But that was before she knew Xiao Zheng, and even before she had feelings for Xiao Zheng.
After that, Autumn Harvest fell into the enemy's hands.
She was no longer the mysterious and powerful Qiu Shou from before.
When she was gradually conquered and completely conquered, Ye Zichen's expression changed. She was no longer the woman who could survive on her own.
Slowly, she needed something else to enrich her life.
Qiu Shou smiled charmingly. She glanced at Second Uncle and said, "I am just afraid that my father-in-law will lose to my son-in-law."
"Are you sure I'll lose?" Lin Laoyao narrowed his eyes.
"Didn't you already lose once?" Qiu Shou teased.
"You're right." Lin Laoyao lit a cigarette with a calm expression, pursed his lips and said. "Then let's see who will win this time."
Qiu Shou took a deep look at Lin Laoyao.
She could tell that Lin Laoyao was not only confident about this battle, but he was also fully prepared.
As for the battle at the Global Alliance, Qiu Shou was also clear about it. Lin Laoyao did not use his full strength. Otherwise, it would be hard to say who would win. At least, if Lin Laoyao was determined to win, Qiu Shou might vote for herself. She would not vote for Xiao Zheng.
…
In these three days, Xiao Zheng met a lot of people and did a lot of things. Everything he did seemed like he was dealing with the aftermath in the eyes of outsiders.
Although Old Lin knew Xiao Zheng's intentions, she could not help but be a little worried.
One was her husband, and the other was her father. How could she not be nervous and uneasy when she was caught in such a situation?
No matter how cold and powerful she was, she was still a woman after all.
The night before the battle, the old monk came to visit. He was determined to have a thorough talk with Xiao Zheng.
This would not affect Xiao Zheng's battle the next night. On the contrary, it would bring Xiao Zheng many unexpected experiences.
"Lin Laoyao must be a God-level powerhouse."
This was the first thing the old monk said after the two of them sat in the study.
Xiao Zheng nodded. "This is undeniable. I've never doubted it."
"If nothing goes wrong, he should be more powerful than Zhao Yin," the old monk said for the second time.
"This possibility is very high." Xiao Zheng lit a cigarette and handed one to the old monk.
"I quit." The old monk suddenly shook his head. He smiled. "Ye said so."
Xiao Zheng smiled and asked, "Uncle Bai, in your opinion, what are my chances of winning this battle?"
In the battle with Zhao Yin, Bai Wuxia had no chance of winning. However, with his experience and understanding of the older generation, it was worth Xiao Zheng asking for guidance.
Moreover, after the battle with Zhao Yin, who could guarantee that the old monk had not improved in terms of his cultivation level?
Did Xiao Zheng not become a God-level powerhouse in the battle with Zhao Yin?
"At most 50%," the old monk said conservatively. "Not even."
It was a conservative statement. But Xiao Zheng could tell. The old monk did not think that he could defeat Lin Laoyao.
But it did not matter.
In the two battles between him and Lin Laoyao, no one thought that he would win.
However, in the first battle, he successfully defeated Lin Laoyao.
In the second battle, who dared to say that he had no chance?
After ending the conversation with the old monk, Xiao Zheng wanted to rest and build up his energy for the battle the next night. However, Old Lin personally cooked a bowl of noodles and brought it in.
It was not the boiled white noodles that Qiu Sheng loved, but a bowl of hot and sour noodles.
The moment he saw the bowl of noodles, Xiao Zheng felt as if it was a lifetime ago.
Yes.
When Xiao Zheng first moved into Ming Zhu's villa, he had made a bowl of noodles like this for Lin Huayin. Perhaps his cooking skills were not that good, and he mainly focused on the sour and spicy aspects. However, Old Lin could not forget the taste of that bowl of noodles.
Old Lin placed the noodles on the table and said, "Eat the noodles before you sleep."
Xiao Zheng smiled and held Old Lin's hand. "In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed."
Old Lin was slightly stunned. He then sat next to Xiao Zheng and said, "It really was in the blink of an eye."
In these ten years, they had experienced too many joys and sorrows. There was no lack of excitement in life, but there were also times of loneliness. Regardless, whether it was Xiao Zheng or Lin Huayin, they had enjoyed the most precious ten years of their lives.
Now, one of them was 37 years old, while the other was 35 years old. They were already middle-aged.
Did they miss the beauty of their youth?
They might not necessarily miss it.
However, they definitely cherished the hard-earned today. They hoped that this happiness would continue.
"Tomorrow is the day of the battle." Xiao Zheng ate the noodles and looked at Old Lin. "Is there anything you want to tell me?"
"Just do your best," Old Lin said casually. "Don't leave any regrets."
"What an unfilial daughter," Xiao Zheng said playfully.
"You are not a good son-in-law either." Old Lin glared at Xiao Zheng.
Xiao Zheng laughed. He kissed Elder Lin's jade-like face with his oily mouth.
A 37 year old woman could still be so beautiful. It was really heaven-defying.
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