Chapter 667 Ying Zijing's Strength, Battle Against Xie Nian [1st Update]

"..."

The meeting room was completely silent.

Licinius frowned.

Bai Jiang's strength has always been a mystery.

Including its origin.

Bai Jiang is clearly not a practitioner of ancient martial arts, nor has he ever used any banned substances.

However, her combat skills are very high, and she possesses strength that surpasses that of a master of ancient martial arts.

After taking over the IBI from the previous director, Li Xini specifically investigated Bai Jiang's background.

However, the records did not include any information about Bai Jiang from birth to the age of twenty, as if she had never existed before.

But when Li Xini learned about the location of the City of the World from Fu Yunshen, he finally understood.

Bai Jiang probably came from the city of the world.

However, it is estimated that even Bai Jiang himself was unaware of this matter.

Because whether people choose to leave the City of the World voluntarily or involuntarily, their memories will be erased.

For example, Simon Grand.

Li Xini was somewhat worried.

The City of the World is a new place for them, and no one knows the true strength of the City of the World.

Very few people in IBI have ever fought against Bai Jiang.

Everyone who has ever sparred with her, except for Fu Yunshen, has lost.

It was precisely because Fu Yunshen defeated her that Bai Jiang led her agents to stand on Fu Yunshen's side during the internal turmoil at IBI a few years ago.

Having worked with Bai Jiang for so many years, Li Xini knew exactly what kind of person she was.

She is considered warm-hearted because she has helped many people who come to IBI for help.

But it wouldn't be wrong to say she's cold-blooded and ruthless, because Bai Jiang severed all personal relationships and served only IBI.

"Tie your hair up." Ying Zijing tied her hair into a high ponytail with a hair tie, revealing her fair neck. She raised her hand and said, "Please."

"Decisive enough." Bai Jiang's expression softened slightly. "Come on."

“No, this…” Anthony tried to step forward to stop him, but Licinius held him back.

He said in a low voice, "Do you think the officer didn't consider this? Don't meddle."

Anthony had no choice but to shut up.

Several S-class agents moved all the tables and chairs away, leaving enough space.

At the same moment, Bai Jiang made his move.

Her moves weren't fancy; they were just simple palm strikes.

"Bang!"

Ying Zijing raised her hand and met the palm strike directly.

The girl blocked it so easily that Bai Jiang let out a soft "Eh".

But she didn't stop; her attacks became faster and more ferocious, and the force of her attacks gradually increased.

The two engaged in pure hand-to-hand combat, without using any weapons.

But what was clearly a fight scene was as beautiful as a dance.

The girl's waist was incredibly flexible, and she made her move with a nonchalant air.

Elbow strike!

Roundhouse kick!

The highly trained S-class agents were dumbfounded and began to wonder if they had received fake training.

Three minutes later.

The girl placed one hand across Bai Jiang's neck, while her other hand firmly gripped the palm that was slashing at her.

Bai Jiang's expression changed.

Ying Zijing released her hand, took a step back, and said calmly, "Ms. Bai Jiang, you flatter me."

Bai Jiang is an SS-level agent with extensive combat experience.

Others might not be able to tell, but she knew perfectly well that in those three short minutes of combat, if it were a real battle on the battlefield, she would have died at least fifty times over.

Ying Zijing's fighting skills are too strong.

Almost every move is aimed at the opponent's vital points, but at the same time, it does not expose its own weaknesses.

A born warrior, and a born killer.

Completely crushed.

"I lost." Bai Jiang grasped Ying Zijing's outstretched hand, stood up, and said solemnly, "I take back my opinion. You are not just a pretty face."

Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow slightly: "Thank you for the compliment."

"A compliment?"

"Yes, you said I'm good-looking, you have good taste."

Bai Jiang: "..."

"Very good, very good." Bai Jiang suddenly laughed. "If he bullies you in the future, just tell me. I still have a voting card for the re-election of the IBI's highest commander. I will bring the other S-class agents to vote for you."

"To prove to them that we women are just as good as men."

Li Xini: "..."

Anthony: "..."

The other S-class agents: "..."

They just wanted to quietly light a candle for their superior.

Ying Zijing had no interest in leading IBI. She raised her eyes and went straight to the point: "Ms. Bai Jiang, have you ever heard of the City of the World?"

Bai Jiang's physical strength is indeed something that cannot be achieved by using performance-enhancing drugs.

Moreover, she did not sense any internal energy within Bai Jiang's body.

It can only be genetic engineering in the world's cities.

“The City of the World?” Bai Jiang frowned and shook his head. “Is this the message you sent back a while ago? I hadn’t heard of it before that.”

"Wait a moment." Ying Zijing pressed her earpiece. "I need Ms. Bai Jiang to see someone."

A few minutes later, the meeting room door was pushed open again.

Sinai poked her head in, and then slowly made her way in.

"Sister-in-law, you already have a child?" Anthony asked in surprise. "But why are her eyes blue?"

Li Xini pressed his head: "Oh my God..."

Why is there a fool among his colleagues?

Ying Zijing ignored Anthony and instead asked, "Sinai, have you seen her?"

"Huh?" Sinai looked up, stared at Bai Jiang for a long while, and her expression changed. "You're not dead?"

These three words directly determine the origin of Bai Jiang.

Ying Zijing's eyes narrowed slightly: "Are you shocked that she's not dead?"

“Of course I’m shocked.” Sinai pressed her watch. “Look, she was one of the first genetic experimenters in the institute, codenamed No.7.”

"But none of the first batch of gene experiment subjects met the institute's expectations, so it was all a failure."

A suspended 3D projection appeared in front of everyone.

In the 3D projection, Bai Jiang, wearing a white lab coat, lies in the experimental chamber.

Twenty years ago, at the beginning of the 20th century, the City of the World began its genetic modification program.

This statement shocked everyone present.

Bai Jiang's expression changed drastically: "I was originally a resident of the City of the World?"

“I don’t know why the experiment on you failed, but the institute didn’t destroy you,” Sinai said. “Given their style, they wouldn’t have let you go.”

Ying Zijing tapped the table: "It's just a failure."

Even the failed attempts were comparable to those of ancient martial arts masters.

The city of the world is indeed unfathomable.

“Let’s go to the war zone first.” Ying Zijing stood up and said calmly, “Let’s postpone this matter for now.”

Bai Jiang was the first to salute: "Yes, sir!"

**

The next day.

Early in the morning.

Ling Mianxi escorted Jiang Ran to the court of law.

"I'll take you this far." She put her hands in her pockets and stopped at the city gate. "Go on your own."

Jiang Ran asked in bewilderment, "Didn't you say yesterday that you were going to the Judicial Hall to participate in the arena competition to improve your skills?"

“Oh, because A-Ying told me to stay at home,” Ling Mianxi said. “So I won’t leave the Ling family’s territory. I’ll wait for her to come and we’ll talk about it.”

"You're telling me to stay home?" Jiang Ran was still puzzled. "Fine, I'm leaving."

Ling Mianxi waved her hand and turned to return to the city.

After the Ling family began cooperating with the ancient medical community, the city they lived in prospered considerably.

Ling Mianxi bought several sachets and prepared to go back.

But just then, her ears twitched, catching some distant sounds.

Ling Mianxi's expression changed.

She stopped her journey back to the Ling family, turned around, and left through the city gate, disappearing quickly.

In just over ten seconds, she had already run three hundred meters.

Before she could even see who was opposite her, Ling Mianxi clenched her fist and attacked.

"Bang!"

Their fists collided, and both men took a few steps back.

But Ling Mianxi still firmly blocked Jiang Ran's path, her eyes icy cold: "Xie Nian!"

"Sister," Jiang Ran gritted her teeth, "Don't worry about me."

Ling Mianxi sneered: "Shut up."

On the ground lay the corpses of the entire Ling family guard.

They all died protecting Jiang Ran.

Xie Nian curled her red lips into a smug smile: "Ling Mianxi, I didn't originally intend to lay a hand on you, but I had no choice, since I've taken a liking to your boyfriend."

"I don't like sharing anything with others, so I need to get rid of you first."

Before she could finish speaking, Xie Nian moved.

However, she attacked Jiang Ran, not Ling Mianxi.

Jiang Ran is indeed a martial arts genius, but his internal energy has been in a state of chaos for a long time.

He only began formal training more than a year after Ying Zijin finished treating him, which was more than a decade later than other ancient martial arts practitioners.

Their cultivation level is nowhere near that of Xie Nian, who has been cultivating since childhood.

Xie Nian's palm strikes were enough to make Jiang Ran's internal organs churn.

This is the absolute suppression of a low-level ancient martial arts practitioner by a high-level one.

Ling Mianxi blocked while pulling Jiang Ran back.

However, in order to protect Jiang Ran, she also endured many attacks from Xie Nian.

Fresh blood kept flowing down the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Xie Nian smiled: "Ling Mianxi, don't worry about him. You know you can run away on your own, just ignore him."

Ling Mianxi remained silent, firmly blocking Xie Nian's attack.

The clash of their internal energies caused the air to ripple and explode.

Xie Nian attacked relentlessly.

Finally, Ling Mianxi found an opening.

She raised her hand and patted Jiang Ran on the back, sending him directly to the other side of the river: "Jiang Ran, let's go!"

At the same time, he was struck hard by Xie Nian's palm, and spat out a mouthful of blood, which dripped down.

Jiang Ran's expression changed drastically; "Sister!"

Ling Mianxi took a deep breath, her eyes sharp: "Jiang Ran, get out! I'll say it again, get out! Do you want to die here too?"

"Have you forgotten what I told you? A real man takes revenge even after ten years. You still have to support the Ling family!"

Jiang Ran gritted his teeth, a sob escaped his throat, and he turned and ran.

He ran towards the Ling family at top speed.

Jiang Ran, fighting back tears, her eyes red-rimmed, said, "Sister, wait for me, hang in there, I'm going to find someone right now!"

The guard waiting nearby asked Xie Nian, "Young Miss, shall we handle this together?"

Xie Nian glanced at Jiang Ran, who was running into the distance, but didn't pay much attention.

She was indifferent and gave a disdainful sneer: "Let him run, let him go get reinforcements. I want to see which of his reinforcements dares to lay a hand on me."

Of course, with the Ling family ancestor's cultivation of about two hundred years, killing her would be a piece of cake.

Would the Ling family patriarch dare to do that?

How could the patriarch of the Ling family possibly disregard the lives of hundreds of people in the Ling family and confront Xie Huanran for the sake of Ling Mianxi?

Even if she killed the direct descendants of the Lin and Yue families today, neither family would dare to utter a sound.

In the world of ancient martial arts, there are many martial arts practitioners with higher cultivation levels than Xie Nian, but no one dares to kill her because no one can withstand Xie Huanran's insane revenge.

Even Cheng Yuan could only seriously injure her at most.

If Cheng Yuan really killed her, no one in the Martial Arts Alliance would survive.

Xie Nian curled her lips, no longer concealing her intentions, and launched an even fiercer attack.

Every move was aimed directly at Ling Mianxi's vital points.

Jiang Ran didn't dare to look back. He ran desperately, covering his mouth to stop himself from crying out loud.

He only regretted that he was too weak and did not have the strength to fight against Xie Nian.

Ling Mianxi slowly wiped the smile from the corner of her lips, her back still straight: "Is that all you've got?"

Xie Nian's gaze gradually darkened.

She is a half-step Grandmaster of Ancient Martial Arts, and her current Ancient Martial Arts cultivation has broken through the eighty-year barrier.

Ling Mianxi lived for less than seventy years.

It's amazing that it can hold on for so long.

Even though Xie Nian was playing cat and mouse, he didn't have that much time to play.

She smiled coldly: "Ling Mianxi, this ends here. I'll send you to the Western Paradise."

Xie Nian gathered all his inner strength and attacked Ling Mianxi's chest.

Ling Mianxi gritted her teeth and forced herself to swallow all the blood back.

She looked up; Jiang Ran had already returned to the city.

Ling Mianxi breathed a sigh of relief, her tense body relaxed, followed by an overwhelming feeling of fatigue.

At least her brother is alright.

She can rest assured now.

At that moment, a roar rang out.

"Thank you, Nian!"

"sister!"

Xie Nian glanced at the Ling family elders and ancestors who were rushing over from not far away, and wiped the blood belonging to Ling Mianxi from her face.

She licked her lips and giggled, "You're lucky!"

Xie Nian clapped his hands, signaling the guards to casually throw the critically injured Ling Mianxi onto the ground.

He left arrogantly and openly in front of all the Ling family members.

(End of this chapter)