The Martial World
E-21Strength And Delicacy

clean the stone with a flat knife. He had taken half of the 95 gold and used it to buy medicines. Now when he practiced, he could leave a seven-inch deep indentation on the Iron Wood tree with each punch. Its strength is not lower than 1500 jins.

However, he still had not reached the formless boundary as described in the manual of 'Chaotic Virtues Combat Meridians', where each fist flowed like silk. The so-called 'flowing like silk' was simply controlling his own strength. As soon as he finished this as described in the 'Chaotic Virtues Combat Meridians', then, if he punched the Iron Wood tree, he would leave his wooden skin unblemished, he would leave it unblemished, but the wood inside will be destroyed! Lin Ming had still not reached the limit of this 'flowing like silk.

Lin Ming drank a bowl of medicinal soup, and took off his clothes. He had practiced cutting down stones like this every day, and through this method, slowly began to understand how to control his strength.

The kitchen was hot, and by using the back of the blade, the strength Lin Ming consumed increased severalfold. He even activated the 'True Primal Chaos Formula' at the same time he cut. Sweat quickly flowed through his body. Currently, he did not say that his inscription symbol had stirred up a not-so-small controversy.

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“Mr Muyi, Miss Qin, I would like to personally welcome you at our establishment. If you wish to enter, we have prepared a private room for you. " Sister Lan had received the news earlier and arrived at the main entrance to greet the distinguished guests. The Great Clarity Pavilion and other high-end restaurants as well as special rooms are prepared for distinguished guests and other famous guests. These guests often do not like to eat in the open, so to create a more comfortable environment for them, there are several private rooms established.

“Xiao Lian, prepare the best blue spring tea we have, tell the kitchen to prepare well. Bring the best dishes! ” Although the Great Clarity Pavilion often hosts many distinguished guests; Muyi and Qin Xingxuan are the absolute cream of society! Regardless of whether it was the Martial Quarters or the Imperial Palace, they had several executive master chefs who were beyond the skills of Great Clarity Pavilion chefs; they did not need to come here to eat.

Qin Xingxuan said, "It's not necessary, this time my master and I came here to look for someone."

“Oh? Lookingfor someone?"

“Yes, I heard you have a fifteen to sixteen year old boy living here. About as tall as I am, and his last name is Lin. "Qin Xingxuan said Lin Ming was only the last, as it was a common practice for living rooms that only had last names listed. For example, Mr. Lin. Qin Xingxuan guessed that Lin Ming might even be with his master, if so, his registration would not be below Lin.

“Youth fifteen or sixteen years old..” Sister Lan thought about this then asked Xiao Lian, "Did we recently have a young man living here?"

Xiao Lian shook her head and said, "I don't remember, but I'll check the logbook to take a look."

After Xiao Lian left, Sister Lan hosted Qin Xingxuan and Muyi as they sat down. After some time, Xiao Lian again said, "I checked the notebook, and have not seen the footage of a young man who came recently."

The Great Clarity Pavilion was a building frequented by top-tier professionals and business figures. They tend to be older people. There were very few families coming and of course very rarely young men.

Muyi frowned and said, "Not in these past ten days? Hows it? Eight days ago the young man was in the Great Clarity Pavilion. "

Sister Lan seriously thought about this and said, “Great Clarity Pavilion we don't have many sons or daughters living here. Perhaps, if you are looking for someone by Lin's last name, our kitchen has one and he has been here a month, but ...he shouldn't be the person Miss Qin is looking for. ”

Sister Lan thought Qin Xingxuan and Muyi had come to look for a junior from an aristocratic family. Although Lin Ming had an interesting story in the kitchen so far, his family background was mediocre and his martial arts cultivation was not high. He should not have dealt with Martialism.

"Kitchen?" Qin Xingxuan said with a hint of surprise.

“Mm. He was a deboner.he was a very responsible youngster. ” Sister Lan saw Qing Xingxuan did not know what the work of cutting down stones was, so she explained to her.

“Slicing meat? Not possible." Muyi heard it and did not expect much. How could an esteemed inscription master be a meat slicer?

But Qin Xingxuan did not give up. He kept pressing, "What's his name?"

“I'm not too sure; he talks very little. We only know his last name is Lin. He should be working in the kitchen right now. Do you want to see it? ”

They followed Sister Lan and arrived at the Great Clarity Pavilion's kitchen. As he opened the door, Qin Xingxuan felt a gust of hot air and steam enveloping her. It was at the end of summer, and combined with the heat of the kitchen, the extremely heat was unbearable.

Qin Xingxuan simply twisted her soul force and spread dry and hot air, and entered the kitchen together with Sister Lan. The kitchen chefs widened their eyes in astonishment; a few of the jaws of the young man almost reached the floor.

The Great Clarity Pavilion had many distinguished guests coming in and out, so these servants and chefs had extensive experience and knowledge of who mattered. Many of them recognized Qin Xingxuan and did not believe their eyes. In the entire Sky Fortune City there was no one who had never heard of his name or knew of his outstanding talent. Why did he come to the Great Clarity Pavilion's kitchen?

Sister Lan finally stopped and pointed to a room not far from the corner of the kitchen, "There ..."

The Great Clarity Pavilion's kitchen was huge, and Lin Ming was working in his small room. He would slice up the flesh of a savage beast here and then send it to the freezer to preserve.

The door opened and Qin Xingxuan peered inside. He could only see a young man wearing only green pants. His upper back was slightly muscular bare, and he was holding an ordinary bone knife as he cut through the body of a ferocious beast.

The young man's back was facing Qin Xingxuan; judging from the back, the young man had symmetrical muscles and a fit back, with skin tanned due to the sun, and with a healthy shine due to exercise. It might be due to the heat of the kitchen or it might be because the boy was working so hard, but his back was entirely covered in sweat, and it gave off a frightening sense of strength.

Is he Lin Ming?

Qin Xingxuan was unsure, so she approached a few steps. He looked at the profile of the young man; it was a young and gentle face with a stern expression. At first glance it is not noticeable, but looking a little longer can cause the heart to palpitate and leave a feeling that he is a tall and unforgettable character.

Although he only saw a small part of himself, Qin Xingxuan realized that his gaze was focused and sharp, and it began to overlap with the image he had of Lin Ming from the Sitar Department. He did not know why but it caused his mind to jump and a hint of redness appeared on his neck.

He did not imagine the scene before him. An extremely beautiful inscription symbol that required good control of soul power and a gentle and gentle touch, was it the same as the youth who savagely cut the flesh of this animal? These two extremely contradictory ideas appeared in the same child; the complex and mysterious noble beauty, and the simple power that contrasted with each other gave his heart a momentary drowning feeling.

At this moment Lin Ming turned around. The kitchen had many people passing by, and when Lin Ming practiced he often ignored his surroundings, but he felt the difference that there were some people observing him. Maybe someone came looking for him.

But when he saw it was Qin Xingxuan, he stopped. Qin Xingxuan's? Why did he come to the Great Clarity Pavilion? For her?

Qin Xingxuan had noticed the simple blade in Lin Ming's hand. It was less than a foot long bone blade, and there was nothing special or special about it, but what astonished Qin Xingxuan was that Lin Ming suddenly used the back of the blade to cut through the meat. This, this is really…

His gaze turned to the piece of meat that Lin Ming had sliced. The parts are consistent, flat, and neat. Is it made using a knife?

"Miss Qin, are you looking for me?" Lin Ming asked. He looked at Muyi from behind and his heart shrunk. This old man gave him a feeling of absolute strength, as if there was an invisible and constant force suppressing him. The background is most likely that of a top powerhouse, perhaps some masters in the pulse condensation stage or even the more rare houtian stage!

"Little sister, are you Lin Ming?" The old man asked Lin Ming with a smile on his face. Lin Ming nodded; he could not hide anything from a master at this level. He guessed it was because the sale of the two inscription symbols was brought to the attention of this old man. Although he had already assumed that the inscription symbol would be noticed by others, he did not think it would happen so quickly.

Such a state of affairs may be luck, but it can also be disastrous. If it was luck, then the price of his inscription symbol would rise sharply in prestige and price, and he would be able to obtain the wealth he could use to purchase some medicine to cultivate. But if it was a calamity, then due to his low strength, he would be like a rhinoceros that was hunted down and killed to be kidnapped. Lin Ming did not have the ability to protect himself and might even be subjected to house arrest by certain parties and forced to make inscription symbols throughout the day.

Before Lin Ming entered the auction house, he had considered all of these points. He had thought of changing his identity and appearance, but he did not know the profound skills to do that, and moreover was only fifteen years old so any illusions would easily be broken.

Sooner or later, his writing skills will attract attention and there will be great powers investing in him. He was just a boy in the first level of body transformation, and did not have a good background. Using some cheap living room tricks to disguise itself from this great power is no different than some nonsense *****.

Therefore, Lin Ming did not plan to hide his identity, and thought of a different way.