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Chapter 104

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Lin Sheng told him about Blackfeather City's ranking system.

Ever since Lin Sheng founded the Iron Fist Society, he had never gone to the club again. After all, it would be awkward for both sides to go there again.

The strange thing was that the claw was moving in a straight line, but it looked like it was moving left and right, erratic.

"President Lin, something happened at the club! Many of the members have left! If you don't help, they will … "

This had always made him apprehensive.

But Lin Sheng was surprised.

After a muffled sound, Dao Ling took a step back. He had lost.

The ten here were naturally not ordinary people, but professionally trained non-gun-wielding soldiers.

When Dao Ling heard that there was a specific ranking system after becoming a transcendent, he was even more shocked.

Some of the usually peaceful members had overestimated their abilities because they had worked together to solve one or two problems.

The person who came from the club was a skinny young girl, only seventeen or eighteen years old. She was also very common looking and had no sense of presence.

Dao Ling was already a Level 2 ultimate fighter. Now that he had broken through, he would definitely be a Level 3 transcendent.

Since he could not tell the difference, he would fight for real.

"Take your time, don't rush," Lin Sheng interrupted her and said calmly.

Dao Ling was now second only to him, the top fighter in the Iron Fist Society. And there was still room for growth. He had to treat it well.

"Transcendent?" Dao Ling's eyes lit up, knowing that he had finally reached a level that he was not qualified to enter before.

Several consecutive collisions turned into a stacked sound.

His expression was much more relaxed.

Russell went crazy on the spot and gathered all the members to use their connections to put pressure on the gang.

"How do you feel now? How's your strength? "Lin Sheng was most concerned about strength.

But the next day, a more serious revenge came.

Dao Ling sighed.

He moved quickly, his right claw like a goshawk hunting a rabbit, heading straight for Lin Sheng's right shoulder.

The conflict was not serious, and both sides had suffered injuries.

"Amazing! As expected of the leader! "He laughed loudly, not discouraged at all. After all, Lin Sheng had previously displayed strength that far surpassed his.

Since he could not find anyone, Dao Ling could use it himself. Although he could only look at the Ashen Seal once every six months, if he could increase the frequency, Saint Power's growth would significantly accelerate.

Then something happened.

"It's too early for you to ask this. Cultivate well, and when the time comes, you'll know. "Lin Sheng didn't say what level his strength was.

"What's the highest level of this system?" Dao Ling couldn't help but ask.

Lin Sheng stopped two meters away from him and leaned against the wall.

"That's easy. I have a few good friends. I'll call them right now. Although they're doing better than me, because of their age, they're also stuck at the limit. "

The two stood facing each other. They didn't seem to have any intention of moving.

Sarroux glanced at the outsider.

It had been more than two weeks since they had parted ways. Why would the people from the club come looking for him?

And yet, Dao Ling only lost by one move.

"Once every six months, it's nothing. The price is just the weakening of my strength? That's even less of a problem. I have to say, the leader is a generous man. If I could get my hands on this secret technique … "

All along, Lin Sheng had been too generous. This method of breaking through the limit was like giving it away for free. There were no conditions.

He didn't continue, but just chuckled.

After answering some of Dao Ling's questions, he drew another Ashen Seal and gave it to him for meditation.

* Hah. *

"Yes … the transcendence that belongs to us martial artists." Lin Sheng roughly explained what transcendence meant to Dao Ling.

"I feel that not only have my body recovered to its peak, but there's also a strange warmth in my lower abdomen that's getting stronger." Dao Ling answered seriously.

Now that Lin Sheng said the key, Dao Ling relaxed.

"Be careful, leader …"

"Leader, you came just in time. Something happened at the club!"

But a few days ago, the gang came for revenge. They beat up five people from the club, leaving two heavily injured and three lightly injured.

There was a small white mark on his clothes on his right shoulder.

"Is that so?" Dao Ling frowned, but he quickly returned to normal. "I was wondering why the leader would suddenly find me and give me such power for free."

Two people from the club were lightly injured, and Xia Yin and the rest thought that they were on equal footing with the other party. They thought that the other party would be afraid of them and let it go.

"Now that you've broken through the limit, not only will you recover to your peak, but your bodily functions will also improve. Your speed, strength, and physique will all increase. You've truly stepped into the realm of transcendence. "He said frankly.

He raised his right arm and met it with his palm like a sword, slamming into Dao Ling's claws in mid-air.

Lin Sheng pondered for a moment, and estimated the level of strength. At this time, Dao Ling could already fight against two Level Two elite warriors head-on. In Celine's place, he would be a powerhouse who could fight against ten.

Dao Ling spread his hands, one high and one low, into a claw shape.

"Good." Dao Ling turned over and stood up.

"What's the leader's next plan?"

How could he be intimidated by such a trick?

Lin Sheng was naturally not afraid. In terms of actual combat experience, even if he didn't count the soul memories he absorbed, he himself was a fierce person who had experienced dozens of life and death battles.

"Let's try it out?" Lin Sheng suggested.

Although it was different from him, who had absorbed a large number of soul memories, he was definitely a super existence among the ordinary people.

Previously, during the night patrol, the club had a conflict with someone. The opponent was a medium-sized gang in the Blackwater district. They had a bit of a background, but not a strong one. They were mainly famous for their ruthlessness.

Sarroux was reminded by the students beside him. He turned his head and saw Lin Sheng coming over, so he quickly approached him.

He told him frankly that he had just broken through, and was only equivalent to a Level Three warrior.

"Plus the layer of protective power covering my body. My current strength has already surpassed my peak. It's hard to say how much more. "

"Martial arts are weak. Now that there is a glimmer of hope, I hope to let more martial artists know about this method."

Bam!

It turned out that after Lin Sheng left, the internal members of the club felt that their strength was great, and faintly became a little arrogant.

He didn't hold back during the fight just now. He really gave it his all, which meant that he didn't use all his strength.

The two of them were extremely fast, and easily exchanged dozens of blows in the quiet room. A large number of claw shadows and palm wind intertwined.

He looked a little hesitant, as if he didn't know how to deal with it.

"I didn't believe it at first. If it wasn't for the leader showing his strength, I'm afraid I would have missed the opportunity and would still be lying in the old house waiting to die."

Dao Ling's left hand also reached out like lightning, blocking Lin Sheng's sword palm.

Lin Sheng was puzzled, and slowly approached.

Although he didn't use secret techniques like Sacred Blood Ignition, nor did he use Saint power to assist. But with his current average A level strength, he was at least considered strong among the Level Three warriors.

"What's the matter?"

The clothes that the outsider was wearing were the uniform of the Iron Fist Club that he was previously in.

At this time, the girl's forehead was also sweating, and she looked a little anxious.

After leaving the meditation area, Lin Sheng returned to the lobby, and just happened to hear Sarroux talking to an outsider he didn't know.

The girl calmed down and then told him the situation.

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