Lin Zhen had to admit that Klinsmann's way of doing things was very much to his liking.
Klinsmann seemed to have seen through Lin Zhen's intentions. Lin Zhen wanted to challenge the White Tiger Hall.
Since he had no other choice, Klinsmann decided to go all out. He took out a large piece of blank cloth from his spatial ring and a twenty-meter-long tree trunk. He tied the cloth to the tree trunk and turned it into a large flag.
He picked up a huge brush and wrote the words "White Tiger Hall Lin Zhen" in blood red.
He lifted the tree trunk onto his shoulder and waved it in the air. The sea breeze blew, and the flag fluttered in the wind. It was very impressive.
After running a few laps on the beach, Klinsmann said to Lin Zhen, "Boss, what do you think of my flag? Is it cool enough? Isn't the flagpole a little short? "
Lin Zhen raised his head. The flag and the flagpole weighed about seven to eight hundred kilograms. It was so light in the hands of a martial artist. An ordinary person wouldn't be able to lift it at all.
From afar, it could be seen from dozens of miles away.
Lin Zhen thought for a moment. "It's still lacking a little bit of flavor."
After saying that, Lin Zhen raised his hand. A beam of starlight shot out from his fingertips and he drew a few lines on the words. Immediately, the words glowed with a dazzling blood-red light.
Klinsmann stared at it with his mouth agape for a while. He gave Lin Zhen a thumbs up. "Boss, this is so cool. Not only is your control of the elements excellent, but it's also eye-catching enough. It's impossible for people not to see me now."
Lin Zhen looked at it again and raised his hand. Embed Metal!
A beam of golden light enveloped the flagpole. After it was infused with metal energy, the flagpole's weight increased several times. It also changed from a fragile piece of wood to a long metal pole that was comparable to a spirit treasure.
"How is it? Is there any pressure carrying this flag? "Lin Zhen asked.
Klinsmann immediately puffed up his chest. "Boss, you underestimate me. Since we're here, let's take things as they come. Since I'm carrying this flag, I won't let you down. We're not lying. As long as you're not defeated by others, I won't retreat. But if you … I'll definitely run as far as I can."
Lin Zhen laughed: "Don't worry, if I get beaten down, you won't be able to run even if you want to."
After saying that, Lin Zhen waved his hand. "Let's go. We should also move forward. The tide will rise soon."
"Let's go!"
Klinsmann waved the flag in his hand, which fluttered in the wind as he led the way.
He hadn't even taken ten steps when several figures rushed over from afar.
"Lin Zhen is over there!"
"F * ck! This brat is too arrogant, isn't he? How dare he wave such a huge banner around the city? He's simply looking down on us White Tiger Hall. "
"Provocation! Is he trying to provoke the Speed Dragon Riders? This bastard is courting death! "
There were people from all over the place. Those from White Tiger Hall naturally came to kill Lin Zhen. Those from the Three Chivalrous Society and the Speed Dragon Riders thought that White Tiger Hall was provoking them.
The first to arrive were two gladiators from White Tiger Hall.
These two were lucky and knew each other. After meeting here, they immediately joined forces and had already killed several opponents. When they saw Lin Zhen's name from afar, they immediately rushed over.
When they arrived, they glanced at Klinsmann who was carrying the flag and ignored him. Instead, they quickly approached Lin Zhen.
These two gladiators were both in the Divine Will Realm. They held swords in their hands and sneered as they approached. "Hehe! Lin Zhen, oh, Lin Zhen, you're really courting death. Are you afraid that White Tiger Hall won't be able to find you? Since you're so eager to die, we'll kindly accept your kindness. "
Lin Zhen held the Imperial Sky God Sword and didn't say anything.
It wasn't that he couldn't say anything, but that he didn't need to.
Klinsmann spat out a mouthful of saliva. "Li Xing, Zhang Bao, how dare you two trash jump around in front of my boss? Are you worthy? "
Li Xing and Zhang Bao looked at Klinsmann. "Trash, how dare you speak!"
"What trash? The two of you are trash, nothing more than Fu Qingfeng's two dogs. Oh, that's not right. You can't even be considered dogs. Only the Four Heroes of Qingfeng are Fu Qingfeng's dogs. The two of you are still the subordinates of the Four Heroes of Qingfeng. At best, you can only be considered two puppies, and the kind that can't even drink milk. Hahaha! You two stray dogs who don't even care about your master dare to bare your fangs and brandish your claws in front of my boss? To be honest, I've lived for more than 30,000 years, and this is the first time I've seen people as shameless as you two! "
Li Xing and Zhang Bao were fuming. Klinsmann was usually a scoundrel in the Gladiator Arena. He would admit defeat immediately when he met a strong opponent, and he would chase after the weak ones. He had survived in the Gladiator Arena for so many years, and Li Xing and Zhang Bao didn't even take him seriously.
They didn't expect this kid to have found a backer who dared to show off in front of them.
Why don't you take a look at yourself and see how strong your backer is?
"Fine, fine, fine! Klinsmann, you piece of trash. I'll eliminate you first! "
The two of them were furious. They gave up on Lin Zhen and pounced on Klinsmann first.
Klinsmann was only in the Third Flowering Stage. Of course, he was no match for two Divine Telekinesis cultivators. When he saw them pouncing on him, he panicked and shouted, "Boss, save me!"
"Da, da, da, da, da!"
Suddenly, a storm of bullets turned into thousands of streams of light and instantly enveloped the two enemies.
Li Xing and Zhang Bao didn't take Lin Zhen seriously at first, but they didn't expect Lin Zhen to take the initiative to attack!
The sudden storm of bullets was so powerful that Zhang Bao was a little behind. He was instantly riddled with holes and eliminated!
Zhang Bao blocked most of the bullets, so Li Xing was lucky enough to survive. However, both his legs were broken. He staggered two steps and fell directly in front of Klinsmann.
Klinsmann's eyes lit up. He came to the virtual battlefield as a bystander. He thought that he would be eliminated in one round, but he didn't expect to have a chance to eliminate someone else.
The emotions that had been suppressed for years were finally released. He waved the flag in his hand and swept the tip of the flagpole across Li Xing's throat!
The flag, which had been gilded by Lin Zhen, was extremely strong and sharp. It flashed past, and Li Xing's head flew off!
Klinsmann kicked Li Xing and laughed. "Boss, this is f * cking awesome!"
Lin Zhen smiled. "Does it feel good? Then let's continue. We're not afraid of showing off, but we're afraid that we're not famous enough. It's best to let everyone know that I'm here and let the people outside the virtual battlefield know about it. "
Klinsmann's eyes lit up. "Boss, although I don't know why you're doing this, I'm sure you have your reasons, but this idea is f * cking awesome!"
Klinsmann was extremely excited. Seeing another person rushing over from afar, Klinsmann shouted, "Boss, two o 'clock to the right, there's a Dragon Rider kid."
"Roger!"
Lin Zhen didn't need to move at all. He shot a string of Qilin Spears in that direction!
The speed of light was incredible. Those below the Divine Transformation realm couldn't dodge at all. Even those at the Divine Will realm found it difficult to deal with. This martial artist was running when a beam of light pierced his brain and he died!
"Boss, someone is catching up from behind!"
Lin Zhen didn't even look back. He sent a mental attack behind him!
The martial artist's pupils dilated instantly. His brain was smashed into paste by the Diamond-level mental power!
"Boss, be careful. There's a group of four people in front of us. They're blocking our way."
Lin Zhen flashed past Klinsmann like lightning. Imperial Heaven Manifestation Dual Swords appeared at the same time.
Tomb of the Gods!
The four Divine Will realm martial artists quickly exchanged blows with Lin Zhen.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
The continuous sounds of weapons clashing ended. Lin Zhen sheathed his sword and moved forward. The four martial artists retreated one after another, their faces filled with disbelief. Each of them spat out blood and fell to the ground.
"There's another one above us!"
A martial artist approached Lin Zhen under the cover of a rock. He jumped down from above and was immediately discovered by Klinsmann.
Lin Zhen didn't even move this time. He cast an invisible sword net with his Mind Sword.
Buzz! After a muffled sound, the Divine Will realm martial artist was torn apart in the air, turning into a pile of minced meat.
Blood rained down from the sky. Klinsmann waved the big flag in his hand, which fluttered in the wind. The words "White Tiger Hall Lin Zhen" were dyed even more blood-red and eye-catching with the blood.
Martial artists who didn't know what was going on still rushed over dauntlessly from afar.
Lin Zhen held two swords in his hands. His expression was as calm as steel.
To be honest, Lin Zhen didn't want to kill so openly. However, if he wanted to become famous, this virtual battlefield was the first step.
Only when Lin Zhen's name was spread out and more people knew about him would his two sons, Lin Ping and Lin An, have a greater chance of meeting him and contacting him.
Since he was going to do it, he would do it to the end!
He dashed forward like lightning and used the Limitless Sword Technique!
Another few martial artists fell to Lin Zhen's sword.
"No, we can't stop him. This guy is too strong."
"I'm going to retreat. If they want to deal with Lin Zhen, they'll need at least masters in the Divine Realm. No matter how many of us come, we'll all die."
"Don't retreat. Let's attack him together. He's only in the Three Flower Realm. How many nails can he make if he's made of iron?"
More than 30 martial artists had gathered in front of them, each holding a weapon. They surrounded Lin Zhen and Klinsmann in a fan-like arc.
Lin Zhen stepped forward, his two swords still dripping with blood. With every step he took, the martial artists would collectively take a step back.
Behind Lin Zhen, Klinsmann straightened his back and raised the blood-red flag in his hand. He looked at the group of martial artists with contempt.
Klinsmann felt extremely comfortable when he saw these gladiators, who used to be so arrogant, retreating like a motley crew.
Although he was suspected of using his connections to intimidate others, Klinsmann had never been so awe-inspiring in his life.
He felt very comfortable being a soldier waving a flag and shouting battle cries!
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Countless people were paying attention to the virtual battlefield. Originally, many people were paying attention to the situation of those high-ranking martial artists.
However, people gradually found that the broadcast in various places was gradually changing to another person's image.
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