C10 (2/2)

They queued for another half an hour. Fortunately, there was no problem with the ATM, otherwise, Lin Jin would really suspect that he had destroyed it with a single punch.

Looking at the deposits, there were actually more than 8,000, looks like green mood's money had already been transferred to my account.

Also because it was the weekend, the market's traffic was two to three times larger than usual, to the point that Lin Bajing had no choice but to dodge the flow of people in order to move forward.

To the left of the farmers' market was the vegetable market, and to the right was a long alley with clothing stores and department stores. Both sides could be exported from another part of the market. Because he didn't like the smell of the market, he took the long lane to the right. This was because not only was there Guanling High School in the vicinity of the market, there were also two other universities. At this time, there were no longer any group of fashionable girls shopping in various clothing stores, choosing their beloved clothes.

Seeing that many of them were still dressed in such revealing clothes, especially the dinosaur like girls who were waving their navels around in front of his eyes, Lin Jin suddenly became agitated. His legs subconsciously moved as he walked towards the crowd using some kind of profound footwork.

As he moved, his mood immediately became tranquil. A mysterious feeling flashed through his mind. A trace of spiritual force accompanied his mysterious feeling, unknowingly overflowing from his forehead and spreading in all directions. The actions of the entire crowd seemed to have entered his heart in an instant.

It was just like a game of chess. Every seemingly insignificant drop in a Go master would affect the opponent's drop in the game.

At that moment, Lin Jin was like a chess player who was looking at the chessboard from outside the game, and all the people in the market had become his chess pieces. With each step he took, he would affect another person, then another person, then the entire market.

If someone were to observe Lin Jin now, he would be surprised to discover that the person in front of Lin Jin seemed to have some sort of telepathic connection with him, and would always move his body away the moment before Lin Jin was about to land, leaving an empty spot for him to move forward. Right now, it was as if he was walking on an empty road. Although he was walking in a straight line, he couldn't slow down at all.

In this state, his whole soul seemed to have received some sort of sublimation at this moment. There was no sadness, no joy, no fear, no thought, no feeling. There was no doubt about anything, everything seemed to be within his control.

Just when he was about ten meters away from the exit of this market, he suddenly heard a familiar voice, causing his mysterious feeling to immediately break.

Lin Jin's heart trembled. He could not help but widen his eyes as he recovered from his stupor.

Only he himself knew what had just happened to him.

So it turned out that the Intent Step of Transmutation that he had walked out of subconsciously was actually the Intent Step of Transmutation that he had studied for several years without any clues. In the records of that nameless ancient book, this kind of footwork could only be described as a walking technique or a description of the state of cultivation when it was used, but there was no mental cultivation method. However, what he didn't expect was that he actually unintentionally used this movement technique. And this footwork was indeed as miraculous as the books had described.

He thought about how wonderful it would be if he could predict and control the enemy's attacks with just a little movement of his own. However, as soon as this thought flashed across his mind, his thoughts immediately turned to excitement — when he used this footwork just now, did it mean that he would be able to use it again in the future?

He had no idea why he would suddenly have the thought of fighting someone else.

In actuality, every cultivator who had successfully cultivated would more or less have a vague premonition of what was going to happen to them. Relying on this premonition, they would be able to avoid danger.

Unfortunately, it seemed that Lin Jin had not gotten into the habit of capturing this premonition.

At this moment, the familiar voice sounded again. Lin Jin was curious, who could possibly be the one to make this sound? Lin Jin had actually broken through his mysterious feeling. Following the direction of the sound, Lin Jin dodged the streams of people and walked to the side with difficulty.

After walking for a while, he found that the voice was coming from a clothing store in front of him. However, because there were several voices of a man and a woman mixed in with the voice, he was unable to identify the source of the voice. However, he could already see from afar that a large group of people had already surrounded a store not too far away to watch the commotion.