Chapter 620: Don’t you know your own weight? Feng Xiu【1 more】

Moreover, Lin Qingjia also holds a very high status in Tianyi Sect.

He is a third generation disciple.

Many ancient doctors who are several years older than her do not have such a high status.

The old man frowned: "If we can get in with the Xie family, will the Lin family help us?"

Although they are all big families, there is a huge gap in comprehensive strength among the Lin, Xie and Yue families.

Of the top ten families, the remaining seven combined are not as powerful as the top three.

The Xie family has the strongest military force, is ruthless in their style, and has more affiliated families.

"Ancestor, you don't know." After hearing this, the elder of the Fan family smiled and said, "We just asked an ancient doctor. Miss Qingjia would even save a seriously injured enemy. In the eyes of a doctor, there is no difference between men and women."

"You can rest assured, ancestor. She will definitely help."

The old man pondered for a while, then made a prompt decision: "Okay, take your people to the Lin family now, prepare generous gifts, and make sure to invite Miss Qingjia."

The elder of the Fan family took the order and went to the Lin family with a team of guards.

Lin Qingjia happened to be at the Lin family, and the housekeeper quickly passed the message over.

"Fan family?" Lin Qingjia wiped his hands and asked, "What are they doing here?"

"It's like this. Although the Fan family didn't say anything, we received the news a long time ago." The housekeeper said, "There is a Ling family in the west of the Ancient Martial World. Because of some things, the Fan family blocked the passage for the Ling family to hire doctors."

"But I didn't expect that the Ling family knew Miss Zijin. Not only did they transfer fifty ancient doctors to the Ling family, but they also made all the ancient doctors in the Fan family leave."

Lin Qingjia understood immediately: "So the Fan family wants me to help them transfer some ancient doctors from Tianyi Sect?"

"It can only be like this." The housekeeper said, "The Fan family has a good idea. They are affiliated with the Xie family, but they still want to take advantage of the Lin family."

"Well, I rejected it." Lin Qingjia said calmly, "It's not just because of the Xie family. The ancient medical community knows the contributions Miss Ying has made. She was the one who eradicated the evil doctors."

"The Fan family brought this upon themselves. Why should I go against the ancient medical community for the Fan family?"

The housekeeper smiled and said, "The Fan family doesn't know their own weight. Miss Qingjia is sensible. I will let them go back now."

He walked out.

The elder of the Fan family came forward immediately and asked, "Did Miss Qingjia agree?"

"I'm very sorry, everyone." The housekeeper said indifferently, "Miss Qingjia has something else to do. She has to go to the Martial Arts Alliance and has no time to go to the Ancient Martial Arts World recently."

The eldest elder of the Fan family looked unhappy.

No time is just an excuse.

Lin Qingjia actually refused to help them.

The elder of the Fan family gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry for being so abrupt. If there is another chance in the future, I will definitely come to visit Miss Qingjia again."

When he said the last sentence, his eyes were sinister.

He was waiting, and one day the Xie family would destroy the Lin family.

The housekeeper smiled and said, "No need to see me off."

The elder of the Fan family blushed and turned away angrily: "Let's go to the Xie family!"

**

The other side.

Martial Arts Alliance.

The opponent chosen by Ying Zijin this time was a master of ancient martial arts.

She handed the number plate to the manager behind the workbench, pressed her mask, and then entered the arena.

"It's this lady again." The steward held the number plate, his face flushed, "I'll report to the young master right away!"

The Grandmaster of Ancient Martial Arts!

He had recorded it clearly last time, and the girl was challenging a half-step ancient martial arts master.

Only a few days had passed, and she had already set her goal at the level of ancient martial arts grandmaster?

Although they didn't know Ying Zijin's exact age, he was definitely not that old.

Such a young master of ancient martial arts!

If he is really young, then wouldn’t he be stronger than Xie Nian?

The steward hurried to find Cheng Jin.

Cheng Jin also heard about it a few days ago. He put down his work and went to the center of the arena in person.

Because the two opponents were competing against each other were masters of ancient martial arts, there were many spectators at this competition.

The iron gates on both sides opened and the contestants walked out.

It forms a very sharp contrast.

The girl is tall and slender.

Opposite her was a sturdy man who was two meters tall.

The audience became even more excited.

"Why is it a woman?" The strong man frowned and glanced at the girl. "I don't fight with women. You'd better admit defeat and get out."

Ying Zijin stretched his wrists and rolled up his sleeves.

"I told you, I won't fight with you." The strong man looked at her movements and became a little impatient. "Don't waste your energy."

Even if he wins a fight with a female ancient warrior, it won't bring him any honor.

He just looked down on women.

Why do you want to go on stage instead of just staying at home?

The sturdy man sneered: "I'll just stand here and won't move."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Zijin took action.

She didn't use any flashy moves, just kicked out and raised her elbows.

In less than ten seconds, the strong man fell to the ground before he could react.

Ying Zijin put down his sleeves: "You really don't need to move."

“…”

There was silence in the arena.

Everyone was shocked.

The steward was even more excited: "Young Master, you see, her combat ability is too strong."

Cheng Jin nodded slowly, and was also very surprised: "Yes, although she only used three moves, each move was aimed at the opponent's weakness, and even the ancient martial arts master could not stop it."

On stage.

Ying Zijin withdrew his hand, turned around and walked out.

The sturdy man lying on the ground moved at this moment.

With a fierce look in his eyes, he stood up and rushed towards the girl, yelling dirty words: "Bitch! Are you looking for death?"

There were exclamations from the audience stands.

"Young Master, she is too soft-hearted." Seeing this, the guard shook his head, "To deal with such a vicious ancient martial arts master, you should just kill him directly. This time, she has ruined her life in vain."

"With her strength, she could have killed him just now. This kind of person is not suitable for fighting."

How could you survive being attacked from behind by a master of ancient martial arts?

Cheng Jin narrowed his eyes, said nothing, and just looked at the arena.

At this time, the strong man had already rushed behind the girl.

The internal energy in his body began to circulate, and he attracted the knife that fell not far away into his hand.

The sturdy man stabbed the girl's neck without any hesitation.

There were louder exclamations in the audience, and some people were so surprised that they stood up.

The higher the level of cultivation of the ancient martial artist, the more he despises the means of hurting others from behind.

But this is a life-and-death arena. As long as you haven’t left the arena, you are still fighting.

There is nothing you can say about the sneak attack.

Ying Zijin didn't look back, and his eyes didn't even waver.

But at the moment when the strong man's attack was about to arrive, the girl suddenly turned over.

With a spinning kick, he kicked the strong man directly in the head.

At the same time, her hands locked the sturdy man's arms.

“Crack!”

There was a cracking sound.

The strong man's arm broke with a sound.

He let out a heart-wrenching scream and the knife in his hand fell.

Ying Zijin grabbed his shoulders with one hand and lifted him up easily: "Want to kill me?"

The strong man's expression finally changed, and he said in horror: "You..."

He didn't finish his words.

Ying Zijin looked indifferent and let go of her hand.

The sturdy man fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, without even struggling.

In the arena of life and death, life and death are decided by fate.

Before entering the ring, both parties will sign a life-and-death fight contract.

Everything happened so fast that the audience was still in shock.

Ying Zijin walked straight out.

Soon two guards came up and carried the strong man away.

The guard was also confused and embarrassed: "Young Master, she..."

Cheng Jin finally spoke: "It's not that she is too soft-hearted, it's that she is very good at judging the situation. Even if this person attacks her from behind, she can't be hurt at all."

"But she really doesn't like killing people. It's not because she's soft-hearted. She's just not as bloodthirsty as other ancient warriors."

Cheng Jin finally said, "Never mess with this kind of person, because if she really gets angry, it will be terrible."

He stood up, left the arena, and returned to the study.

But there was someone else in the study.

He is a middle-aged man with sharp eyes and eyebrows.

Cheng Jin was startled and knelt down immediately: "Adoptive father."

The middle-aged man was the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance.

"I also watched the fight just now." The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with deep thought. "Do you feel familiar with some of the moves?"

Cheng Jin recalled for a moment, and suddenly woke up: "Foster father, she has several moves that are the same as yours, could it be——"

"So I was wondering if your master had accepted a new disciple." The middle-aged man nodded, "If that's the case, it makes sense."

Cheng Jin was slightly startled: "Foster father, but didn't you say that the master is no longer here?"

When did Feng Xiu live?

It is speculated that ancient martial arts were born in the late sixteenth century, and the ancient martial arts world was established at that time.

If Feng Xiu were still alive, he would be almost five hundred years old.

His cultivation is indeed very high, but the human body also has its limits.

Feng Xiu only taught the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance for a period of time and then disappeared.

It had been one hundred and fifty years since the middle-aged man last saw Feng Xiu, a century and a half had passed.

"Yes, but now it seems that your master may still be alive." The middle-aged man nodded, "Otherwise, where did this girl's moves come from?"

Apart from Feng Xiu, no one else understands these ancient martial arts moves.

Middle-aged people have only learned one or two tricks.

Cheng Jin said solemnly, "Foster father, I will send someone to stop her right away."

"Why are you stopping her?" The middle-aged man held back and didn't slap her. "If she is really your master's disciple, she is one generation older than you. Why are you stopping her? You should go and invite her!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately changed his words: "No, you don't deserve it."

Cheng Jin: “…”

The middle-aged man said, "She will definitely come to the Martial Arts Alliance again. When she comes next time, I will personally invite her and ask her where her master is now."

Feng Xiu is a legend in the eyes of all ancient warriors.

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "I hope I can see Master again in my lifetime."

Cheng Jin nodded: "I will definitely help my foster father find his master."

**

This way.

Ying Zijin returned to the Ling family.

Jiang Ran saw her, as if he had seen a savior: "Dad Ying!"

Ying Zijin glanced at the woman standing in front of the hall, crying and crying: "What's wrong?"

"Father Ying, she is the daughter of the Fan family. What's the point of calling her diarrhea? She is here to find you. You can't chase her away." Jiang Ran was annoyed. "She keeps crying, and I can't beat her away."

If he were a man, he would kick him out immediately.

When Fan Zhixi saw the girl, she immediately knelt down in front of her and began to beg: "Miss Ying, please, we can't be without the ancient doctor."

Ying Zijin took a step back and said calmly: "Don't touch me. You know the reason. I'll give you a chance. Don't seek death."

Fan Zhixi's hand fell empty, she was stunned, and her tears flowed even harder.

Her mind was also in a mess.

Could it be that Ying Zijin saw what the Fan family was thinking?

This is impossible.

This matter was also a temporary decision made by them, and it was Xie Nian who gave her the idea.

Can Ying Zijin predict the future?

Fan Zhixi gritted her teeth and kowtowed: "Miss Ying, really, please, please."

As she cried, her body suddenly went limp as if she had been struck by something.

Fan Zhixi opened her eyes wide, seeming a little bit unbelievable: "Ms. Ying, you..."

The words were cut off before she could finish them and she fell to the ground.

Jiang Ran was stunned.

At this time, footsteps were heard.

A loud shout: "Get out of the way!"

Patriarch Fan pushed aside the Ling family's guards and rushed in, his eyes bloodshot: "Zhi Xi!"

Fan Zhixi has no signs of life.

Ling Chonglou and the Great Elder also came in, and their expressions changed.

Everyone present was a traditional Chinese warrior with excellent eyesight.

They could all clearly see that three golden needles were inserted into Fan Zhixi's neck.

Her lips were purple and her face was pale.

The three golden needles directly severed her arteries and blocked her blood circulation.

Even if she had mastered ancient martial arts, there was no way she could be saved.

Death is certain.

Only ancient doctors would carry golden needles with them.

"Okay, Ying Zijin!" Patriarch Fan sneered, "We came to ask you for help, and if you don't agree, that's fine, but you're killing people? What do you mean?"

"You're not going to say it wasn't you, are you? Besides you, who else has the golden needle? I saw it clearly just now, you and Zhixi were the closest!"

The head of the Fan family had a cold and aggressive look.

(End of this chapter)