41: Chapter 41 Lin Heng: "Finally, it's my turn to show off!"

A series of hurried footsteps came from outside the Wanhao Bar.

Bang!

The door of the bar was kicked open with great force.

A burly man walked in slowly; he looked around, and his gaze landed on Lin Heng.

Needless to say, Lin Heng knew through the simulator that this man should be Brother Dragon.

And the chubby middle-aged man beside him should be the so-called Second Master Shen... Shen what was his name again?

Lin Heng shook his head; he couldn't remember.

Then, following beside Second Master Shen was a young man who exuded an air of arrogance, feeling as if he didn't take anyone seriously.

He should be that great expert at the half-step Dark Realm.

When Lin Heng saw him, he inexplicably wanted to laugh.

No, he couldn't laugh; if he laughed, his aura would vanish completely.

Lin Heng shook the cola in his hand and took a small sip, acting as if he didn't care about the people in front of him at all.

Seeing Lin Heng sitting calmly on the sofa, unflustered, Brother Dragon couldn't help but think more highly of this kid.

"Good lad! So you are the one who beat up my brothers." Brother Dragon slowly approached Lin Heng, and the men in black following him also ran to Lin Heng's side.

"Niece Zhao?" Shen Wanfu glanced at Zhao Yueyin and said, "What's the matter? Are you really that unwilling to go to your uncle's house?"

This was unexpected for Shen Wanfu, and also unexpected for Lin Heng.

As if fleeing, Zhao Yueyin ran to Shen Wanfu's side: "Uncle Shen, take me away quickly! This guy is a lunatic!"

She said, pointing at Lin Heng.

Lin Heng: ???

This wasn't how it was on the simulator. Although he knew history would change, this change was too drastic.

"This guy was acting like a gorilla one moment, and then claiming to be some Martial Arts Myth the next. Hurry up and find a mental hospital to lock him up."

Lin Heng: ...

Hey, sister, I just saved you, and you're already turning your back on me?

Besides, what Lin Heng said was the truth; he really was a Martial Arts Myth.

"Alright, alright, so he's a lunatic. Little Hu!" Shen Wanfu touched the jade pendant on his finger: "You know what to do, right?"

"Understood, Second Master."

Brother Dragon replied respectfully, then looked coldly at Lin Heng.

"I originally thought you were quite a fighter and was somewhat reluctant to waste your talent, but unfortunately, you offended the Second Master!"

He shook his head as he said: "Cripple him for me."

At the command, over a dozen burly men holding short sticks moved in response, roaring as they swarmed towards Lin Heng.

By this time, Lin Heng had already thought about how to act cool.

Lin Heng didn't even get up; he just shook the cola in his hand.

"A bunch of ants dare to be presumptuous? Kneel!"

Lin Heng utilized a trace of Spiritual Qi.

However, he guaranteed that he had used less than one percent of his strength.

But Lin Heng had only just reached the Realm of Martial Arts Myth; he had no idea what his so-called one percent actually represented.

A massive wave of Qi shot straight into the sky.

The Wanhao Bar where Lin Heng was located was on the tenth floor of a fifteen-story building. Under the influence of this so-called one percent of Lin Heng's Spiritual Qi, the five floors above were pierced through by a wave of Qi centered on Lin Heng.

Holy crap, Lin Heng looked up at his masterpiece and couldn't help but think that he seemed to have underestimated the power of this Martial God.

Those thugs who had rushed up were already scared into kneeling.

And Brother Dragon and the others were all scared silly.

Zhao Yueyin's mouth was now open wide enough to fit an egg.

It seemed she hadn't encountered a lunatic, but a god.

Meanwhile, at the Liehuo Sect.

Inside an unremarkable thatched cottage.

An old man was squatting on the ground playing with mud, his whole body dirty.

But suddenly, his eyes brightened; he looked at his hands and carelessly threw away the mud.

He looked towards the direction of Fei City and muttered something to himself.

Suddenly, the old man's figure flashed and disappeared.

Lin Heng was still immersed in his own powerful strength at this moment.

To be honest, he was quite scared right now.

Originally, he wanted to act cool in front of Brother Dragon and his men just like Lin Si, but Lin Heng was now afraid that he might accidentally kill Brother Dragon and the others.

"Grand... Grandmaster." At this moment, the great expert at the half-step Dark Realm walked out tremblingly, took a step forward, and knelt before Lin Heng: "Greetings... Grandmaster!"

Actually, one couldn't blame Zhou Qingming for mistaking Lin Heng for a Innate Grandmaster; the highest Realm he knew of was only Xiantian.

Lin Heng glanced at Zhou Qingming and took a sip of his cola calmly: "Grandmaster is merely the first step for a Martial Artist."

"There are four steps for Martial Artists in this world, kid, and the Grandmaster you speak of is merely the first step!" Lin Heng looked down at Zhou Qingming, who was kneeling on the ground.

Zhou Qingming's reaction did not disappoint Lin Heng.

At this moment, his entire worldview seemed to have collapsed: "How... how is it possible? How could the legendary Innate Grandmaster only be the first step for a Martial Artist? Impossible, impossible."

This was exactly the reaction Lin Heng wanted to see. Watching the young man in front of him, whose Face was full of disbelief, Lin Heng felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction arise in his body.

Suddenly, Zhou Qingming looked up at Lin Heng, as if he had found a life-saving straw.

"I beg you, Senior, tell me the true Martial Arts Realm." He said, kneeling on the ground, and kowtowed heavily to Lin Heng.

Lin Heng appeared somewhat hesitant, still just calmly taking a sip of cola.

"To hear the Dao in the morning, one can die without regret in the evening." Zhou Qingming kowtowed to Lin Heng again: "I beg you, Senior, to enlighten me! I am willing to give everything for you, Senior."

Zhou Qingming was not a child; he knew that everything in the world had a price, and in front of such a big shot like Lin Heng, he had no right to bargain.

He was gambling, gambling that this knowledge had no value to Lin Heng.

Zhou Qingming really wanted to know about the Realms Lin Heng spoke of. He had been Cultivating martial arts since he was a child, and the Innate Grandmaster had always been his ultimate goal. But now, Lin Heng was telling him that his ultimate goal was only the first step for a Martial Artist.

How could he accept this?

"Sigh, fine, fine. For the sake of your earnest plea, I will tell you." Lin Heng said calmly, sitting on the sofa.

"The so-called Ming Realm, Dark Realm, and Transcendent are merely the foundation of the Dao; they don't even count as the first step."

"When a Martial Artist breaks through the Transcendent and reaches the Innate, they can be called a Martial Arts Grandmaster. This is the first step of the Dao."

"The second step of the Dao is called the Martial Arts Saint, known as the Martial Saint!"

"The third step is the Martial Arts Myth, known as the Martial God,"

"Many Martial Artists cannot even reach the first step in their entire lives, sigh!"

Lin Heng said slowly.

Zhou Qingming was already shocked. He didn't consider the possibility that Lin Heng was lying to him; after all, Lin Heng had no reason to lie.

As for the fourth step, Zhou Qingming was sensible enough not to ask Lin Heng; he guessed that Lin Heng must have a reason for not telling him.

"Thank you, Senior! Opening my eyes is no different from being my second parents. In the future, if there is anything you need, just ask me, Qingming." Zhou Qingming said, kowtowing to Lin Heng again: "I will go through fire and water for you, without hesitation!"

"Sigh, going through fire and water is not necessary. I just ask that if you cause any trouble in the future, don't mention your daddy here!" Lin Heng said calmly, taking advantage of the young man.

However, when Zhou Qingming heard this, his eyes lit up: "Yes, Daddy!"

Lin Heng: "???"

No, you look older than me, how can you just go around calling people Daddy?

Brother Dragon, seeing this, also scrambled over, terrified, and kowtowed respectfully to Lin Heng: "Daddy!"

Lin Heng: "Scram!"

Shen Wanfu, who had just rolled over, glanced at Brother Dragon who rolled back, and looked at Lin Heng hesitantly: "Grandpa!"

Lin Heng: "..."

However, suddenly, a massive aura swept over, and Lin Heng instantly narrowed his eyes.

He could feel that the other person's aura was a bit weaker than his own, but he could be sure.

The person coming was a Martial Arts Myth!