From Lin Yuandu’s name of Zhao Jian as Uncle Jian, it is enough to show Zhao Jian’s status in the Lin family.

At this time, in a small martial arts field in the backyard of the Lin family's mansion, a tall man with sword-eyed eyebrows and starry eyes stood opposite Lin Yuan.

This person is Zhao Jian, a master at the fourth level of body training. In this Donglian City, there are only a few who can match him.

"Lin Yuan, why did you think of having sex with Uncle Jian today? Could it be that I bought some secrets recently and practiced them!" Zhao Jian said with a smile.

In the past, Lin Yuan liked to pester Zhao Jian and learn to have three punches and two kicks, so he liked to ask Zhao Jian for advice.

Zhao Jian was also happy to play with Lin Yuan. In his eyes, Lin Yuan was like a son and nephew.

"Uncle Jian, I'm here to defeat you this time." Lin Yuan said proudly with a long sword.

"Ha ha!"

Zhao Jian laughed and said with relief: "Okay! If you can defeat me, I will give you the treasured sword score."

"real!"

Lin Yuan was overjoyed, but unexpectedly there were unexpected gains.

Lin Baoshan stood outside the martial arts venue and watched the two chat on the stage, and unconsciously showed a smile on his face.

If Lin Yuan could really defeat Zhao Jian and reach the fifth level of physical training, it would be possible that their Lin family would go further in Donglian City.

"Come on, you can use the sword first. Uncle Jian, I will give you three moves." Zhao Jian stood with his hands behind his back, holding the sword's right hand behind him.

"Okay, then I'm not polite." Lin Yuan smiled and pulled out the long knife.

And as he drew his sword, the momentum in his body suddenly changed.

It became extremely fierce, and a strong pressure rushed towards Zhao Jian.

Zhao Jian opened his eyes wide and looked at Lin Yuan in disbelief.

This momentum was actually above him.

The conceit just now swept away, and Zhao Jian immediately waited for the battle, drew out the long sword, and put on a defensive posture.

"Here you come!"

Lin Yuan shouted lightly, swept across the long sword in his hand, and with a flaming move, opening up the series of sword forces of the flaming sword.

"boom!"

The flames exploded, and the long sword in Lin Yuan's hand seemed to turn into a fire knife. A dazzling fire mark appeared, as if countless long swords of flame were slashing out at the same time, with a terrifying power.

When Zhao Jian saw Lin Yuan shoot out, he was shocked.

The knife was as fast as the wind and as fierce as thunder and fire.

Even though he has practiced swords for more than ten years, he is less than half as good as this sword technique.

"clang!"

The two fought, and Zhao Jian took several steps in a row.

"clang!"

With the second knife, Zhao Jian's entire arm was numb.

"clang!"

When Lin Yuan slashed out the third sword, the long sword in Zhao Jian's hand came out.

Zhao Jian: "!!"

Lin Yuan immediately put away his knife, and he was a little surprised by this result.

Before, Lin Yuan felt that it might take some effort to defeat Zhao Jian.

Because in his memory, Zhao Jian is extremely powerful and is also a master at the fourth level of body training. He can't lose in just a few moves.

But now...

Looking at Fei playing the long sword in the martial arts arena, Lin Yuan found that he was a little underestimating his strength.

Although he is practicing the fifth level of his body, he definitely has the ability to crush the same level!

During the martial arts performance, Lin Baoshan was also shocked by this scene.

At first, he also thought that if Lin Yuan really reached the fifth level of physical training, it would be great to be able to tie Zhao Jian.

Even, you may even lose a little.

After all, Zhao Jian’s practical experience and combat skills have been polished for more than ten years, and are far from comparable to Lin Yuan.

But now, how should I say such a result?

A hint of unconcealed surprise appeared in Lin Baoshan's eyes. I'm afraid that Lin Yuan, this kid, isn't it just a simple fifth level of physical training!

...

"Sword, Uncle Jian! Are you okay?"

Lin Yuan looked at Zhao Jian in a daze and asked with some concern.

"ah!"

Zhao Jian woke up from his dream, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes when he looked at Lin Yuan.

Two months ago, Lin Yuan was pestering him and giving advice. At that time, Lin Yuan's attainments in martial arts were really like a toddler.

But now, the newly toddler suddenly became a mountain that he needed to look up to!

He really couldn't understand what he had experienced in two months? It was enough to make a person feel so great!

Zhao Jian's face kept changing, envious, surprised and shocked.

If he knew that Lin Yuan's change only started in the past two days, he would not know how exciting his expression would be.

"Lin Yuan, what kind of sword technique did you just use?" Zhao Jian came to his senses and asked Lin Yuan.

"Uncle Jian, what I just used was the Fierce Flame Sword, which I realized from the Fierce Fire Sword Technique." Lin Yuan said without hiding it.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jian opened his eyes wide again.

He knew that Lin Yuan had shown him when he bought it, which was a good secret.

At that time, he praised Lin Yuan and finally bought a decent secret book.

But, that's all.

The Fire Sword Technique seemed average to him, but the Fire Sword that Lin Yuan learned from it was completely different.

This is the sword technique that made him admire!

"No, I didn't expect you to have such talent." Zhao Jian praised.

After receiving Zhao Jian's affirmation, Lin Yuan also turned to look at Lin Baoshan below the stage and said, "Dad, do you believe it now? I'm really practicing the fifth level!"

"What!"

Zhao Jian suddenly exclaimed.

"You, you have already practiced the fifth level of your body?" Zhao Jian seemed to be a ghost.

"Yes! Otherwise, how could I defeat you, Uncle Jian?" Lin Yuan nodded naturally.

"No, no, no! This is different."

Zhao Jian shook his head repeatedly, then stretched out his right arm and spoke to Lin Yuan: "I'll try your strength!"

"oh!"

Lin Yuan was a little confused, so he responded, stretched out his right hand and grasped it with Zhao Jian's hand.

A force came, and Lin Yuan also used a little force to keep up with Zhao Jian's force.

Gradually, the two of them used more and more strength.

Zhao Jian's face began to turn red, his arms trembled slightly. He looked at Lin Yuan in surprise and asked in a trembling voice: "Now, have you used all your strength?"

Lin Yuan immediately shook his head and said in a relaxed tone: "No, I probably used up half of my strength."

"What?"

Zhao Jian exclaimed again, then shouted: "Stop, close the force quickly, I can't do it."

Lin Yuan was startled and quickly stopped his strength and pulled back his palm, but found that Zhao Jian was still trembling all over, and it took him a while to recover.

"Old Zhao, are you okay?"

Lin Baoshan was also shocked and walked onto the stage, saying with a worried look on his face.

Lin Yuan was a little embarrassed.

Isn’t this going to make Uncle Jian disabled?

"call!"

"call!"

Zhao Jian sat on the ground, panting, and said with a wry smile: "No, no, this strength is not as good as before."
To be continued...