chapter 4 Walk with sword

After Timothy Pickering finished speaking, the entire martial arts arena suddenly became quiet.

Timothy Pickering, take the initiative to challenge Raymond Pickering?

Even Kyson Pickering was stunned for a moment and looked at his son in surprise. As for the elder who stood up from the elders' table to leave, he sat down again and looked at Timothy Pickering with interest.

Killian Pickering, on the other hand, smiled coldly. He was simmering with anger in his heart at this moment. He didn't expect this loser to take the initiative to find his son Raymond Pickering.

"Raymond Pickering, promise him."Killian Pickering eyes fell on Raymond Pickering and gave him a meaningful look.

Raymond Pickering looked at Timothy Pickering. He felt that he had been insulted. Among the children of the family, his talent could only be considered average. Only in front of Timothy Pickering could he find pride. Therefore, he was always willing to taunt Timothy Pickering every time he saw him, but Timothy Pickering, the most useless member of the younger generation in this family, now actually said that he wanted to challenge him, which undoubtedly made Raymond Pickering lose face.

"If you can take my three moves, I won't strike again."Raymond Pickering walked out. He wanted to use the most cruel means to defeat Timothy Pickering and make him understand how useless he is.

"If you can take my punch, I lose."Timothy Pickering shook his head and said very calmly. This indifferent tone made Raymond Pickering's face darken instantly, as if he really couldn't even punch Timothy Pickering. Can't catch it.

The crowd was also stunned for a while, looking at Timothy Pickering speechlessly. This guy probably had a bad brain, and he was uttering arrogant words.

"No matter how beautiful the words of a waste are, he is still a waste after all. Only a waste like you can use your words to show off."Raymond Pickering laughed.

Timothy Pickering smiled, was he just using his words? It seems that he only said one sentence.

"I'm taking action."Timothy Pickering didn't want to talk nonsense to the other party. After he finished speaking, he faced forward, slowly raised his fist, and then swung it towards Raymond Pickering.

"A punch?"Raymond Pickering eyes flashed with cruelty. He did not retreat, but also punched his fist. He wanted Timothy Pickering to know how big the gap was.

The air suddenly trembled, and a tyrannical wave suddenly appeared on Timothy Pickering's fist. The force of the fist made a roar, and the crowd saw a wave crazily pressing towards Raymond Pickering.

The ninth level of martial arts!

Raymond Pickering's expression suddenly changed, because he felt how strong the oppression was, but it was too late to retreat at this moment. His fists touched each other, and Raymond Pickering felt a wave of fierce waves oppressing him through his fists. Stronger than a wave, there is no end.

"puff!"

With a muffled groan, Raymond Pickering's body flew out, causing everyone's eyes to freeze there. This scene was so similar to the battle between Kyson Pickering and Brian Pickering just now. Raymond Pickering had no resistance at all and only punched. Was blown away.

Killian Pickering stood up and stared blankly at Raymond Pickering who fell to the ground.

"How is it possible, how is it possible..."Raymond Pickering eyes were also dull, unable to accept this cruel fact.

When the crowd heard Raymond Pickering's cry, they suddenly heard Timothy Pickering's words just now, "You keep calling me useless. I want to ask, if one day you find that you are worse than me, how can you get off the stage?" 'The facts in front of me undoubtedly prove the young man's unyielding and proud words.

"Is this still the good-for-nothing young master of the Pickering Family?" Looking at Timothy Pickering, an idea suddenly came to the crowd's mind. The person who could fly Raymond Pickering with one punch must have at least a strength of over 6,000 kilograms.

"You keep calling me useless, and now you can't even catch my punch, so who do you think you are?"Timothy Pickering said sarcastically, looking at the vicious look Lin Yun shot at him.

"And you, as an elder, have always said the word "waste" on your lips. Now that your son has been defeated by me with one punch, if you call me a waste, are you also calling your son a waste?"

Raising his head, Timothy Pickering glanced at Killian Pickering again and said.

"I'm just at the sixth level of the Qi Martial Realm. Is that enough to show off my power here?"Killian Pickering was actually pointed and scolded by the younger generation, and his face was extremely ugly.

"It's not a show of force, I'm just giving back to you what your father and son gave me."Timothy Pickering didn't want to say more, turned around and left, saying: "Those who humiliate others will always be humiliated!"

"Those who humiliate others will always be humiliated!"Kyson Pickering murmured, with a flash of light in his smiling eyes. His son had really changed, and he could still say such philosophical words.

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Timothy Pickering returned to the room in the courtyard and started practicing again. Defeating Raymond Pickering, who was at the fifth level of the Qi Martial Realm, was not enough to make him proud. Kendrick Pickering, who had beaten him and thrown him out of the sect before, was much more talented than Raymond Pickering. The martial arts cultivators at the eighth level of the Qi Martial Realm, as well as Brian Pickering's children, are much more talented than Lin Yun, especially Brian Pickering's daughter Abigail Pickering, who is said to have reached the ninth level of the Qi Martial Realm.

There are still three months until the annual meeting. By then, the family's disciples who are practicing in the sect will all come back. If they don't improve their cultivation as soon as possible, it may be him, Timothy Pickering, who is humiliated next time.

There is no time to practice, and time passes the fastest when a warrior is practicing. For a warrior who can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, there will be no problem if he does not eat for ten days. The vitality of heaven and earth is the purest essence of energy.

Ten days passed, and Timothy Pickering finally walked out of his room and exhaled a long breath. In ten days, he had reached the peak of the sixth level of the Qi Martial Realm, and was only one breath away from stepping into the seventh level of the Qi Martial Realm.

Lifting his steps, Timothy Pickering came to his father Kyson Pickering's room.

"Timothy, isn't it good to practice at home? Why do you have to go back to the sect?"Kyson Pickering was a little worried when he heard Timothy Pickering say that he wanted to go back to the sect. Kyson Pickering was still brooding about what happened last time and couldn't let it go.

"Father, some things are unavoidable. If I practice hiding at home and my father has always protected me, how can I grow up and become a strong martial artist."Timothy Pickering eyes revealed a perseverance. The power of the sect is stronger than that of the Pickering Family. There were too many, there were powerful martial arts and fierce competition, and only in the sect could he grow faster.

Seeing the persistence in Timothy Pickering eyes, Kyson Pickering sighed in his heart. His son has really grown up. Yes, staying at home and being protected by him is the behavior of a coward. How can he become a strong martial artist? The hearts of parents in the world, from his point of view, are a bit reluctant to give up.

"Since you insist on returning to the sect, my father will not stop you, but you must pay attention to your own safety."Kyson Pickering nodded in compromise.

"Don't worry, father, I will definitely practice hard and crush them all under my feet."Timothy Pickering words revealed strong confidence. With the dark martial soul, he can practice many times faster than ordinary people, and his comprehension ability has also become stronger. In addition, With a persistent heart, he has reason to believe that he is no worse than those so-called geniuses.

Timothy Pickering didn't bring too many things, just a piece of Qianlixue, a bag of dry food and some silver coins.

"Father, I'm leaving." Outside Yangzhou City, Timothy Pickering said as he looked at his father who was seeing him off.

"Well, be careful."Kyson Pickering nodded, and then Timothy Pickering rode on his horse. Qianli Snow turned into a white cloud in an instant and disappeared outside Yangzhou City in a short time.

The vast land stretched as far as the eye could see. Timothy Pickering was riding a horse, galloping between heaven and earth. Suddenly, a surge of pride and ambition grew in his heart.

In his previous life, Timothy Pickering liked martial arts and longed for knights to ride horses and sing songs and travel around the world with swords. Unexpectedly, in this life, he would also have the opportunity to live freely in the world, one man and one horse.

A pot of wine, a song of love, a lifetime of insolence!

Heroes march across the world with their swords, and their pride stains the sky with blood!

This life is destined to be extraordinary, this life is destined to be spectacular!