As if on cue, Nie Songping walked in. Although he was leaning on a cane and his health was declining year by year, he appeared this time with a noticeably more spirited demeanor.
"Brother Nie, you're late this time!" Zhang Jingguo, the president of the Ancient Martial Arts Association, greeted Nie Songping with a smile. Nie Chenyuan's participation in the competition was indeed beyond his expectations, but he was still very confident in Lin Yuhao's strength at the ninth level of the Acquired Realm.
Nie Songping ignored him. Once he was settled in his seat, he raised his eyelids and said without any politeness, "According to seniority, you should call me Grandpa."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jingguo's face immediately stiffened.
The old men around were secretly pleased. What Old Man Nie said was absolutely right. Zhang Jingguo relied on his position as the president of the Ancient Martial Arts Association to address them as equals, but he didn't realize that his own seniority was only about the same as their son's.
However, the Ancient Martial Arts Association has been gaining momentum in recent years, and with the emergence of a promising talent like Lin Yuhao, the group didn't dare to openly confront them.
Nie Songping sipped his tea slowly. Although he had previously said he wasn't afraid of Zhang Jingguo, he still had to give him some face. But today he was going to openly confront Lin Yuhao, so why should he hold back? He should confront him however he wanted.
"Old Nie, how's your grandson's meridians? Why is he still participating in the competition this time?" Someone, being straightforward, couldn't help but ask.
"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings," Nie Songping said, shaking his head as if he no longer wanted to care about Nie Chenyuan.
These old foxes knew perfectly well that Nie Songping usually doted on his only grandson, Nie Chenyuan, but now his nonchalant attitude was clearly telling them that Nie Chenyuan's meridians had been healed.
Zhang Jingguo frowned slightly, secretly still planning to have Lin Yuhao help Nie Chenyuan repair his meridians once Lin's cultivation level improved, thus currying favor with the Nie family. Based on his understanding of Nie Songping, if he could heal Nie Chenyuan's meridians, Nie Songping might even hand over the entire Nie family to him.
"That's impossible! I've examined your grandson's meridians. Unless a martial artist at the peak of the Acquired Realm controls his internal energy to gradually refine them every day, it's impossible to open them up." The man paused, a hint of disbelief appearing in his eyes as he looked at Nie Songping. "Could it be Elder He..."
When Mr. He was mentioned, a hint of malice flashed in Zhang Jingguo's eyes.
Old Master He is one of the few people in the world who has achieved the Acquired Perfection, and he is also the youngest and most likely to step into the Innate Realm among these Acquired Perfection individuals.
According to the original course of the world, Elder He recognized Lin Yuhao's talent and became his close friend despite their age difference. He imparted all his lifelong insights into martial arts to Lin Yuhao, and with the addition of the innate energy in Nie Chenyuan's meridians, Lin Yuhao was able to break through to the innate realm in one fell swoop.
Now, Lin Yuhao has caught the attention of Elder He, and Zhang Jingguo also knows that Elder He will come to watch the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament specifically for Lin Yuhao.
Hearing them all tense up at the mention of "Elder He," Nie Songping curled his lip in disdain. Elder He, though a Perfected Acquired Realm cultivator, was well over a hundred years old, while the Nie family had a Perfected Acquired Realm cultivator in his early twenties. In Nie Songping's view, the first person in the world to step into the Innate Realm was none other than Qingyun!
He picked up his teacup to hide the mocking smile on his lips. He wanted to see how Zhang Jingguo would still praise Lin Yuhao so highly when he saw Qingyun.
Qingyun sat in the Nie family's private room, which featured a huge screen broadcasting the battle on the arena below in real time. One wall of the room was also completely transparent, allowing those inside to choose to remove the curtains that obstructed their view and watch the match directly.
The competition has begun, but so far it's just a contest between outsiders in the ancient martial arts world. The real battles between the direct descendants of the aristocratic families are yet to come. Qingyun, unaware that the Nie family grandfather and grandson had already taken turns criticizing Zhang Jingguo and Lin Yuhao at the very beginning of the ancient martial arts tournament, was leaning back on the sofa, his eyes fixed on the big screen, but actually quite bored and somewhat distracted.
Normally, Nie Chenyuan would stick to him very much, practically never leaving his side, so he was a little unaccustomed to the sudden quiet around him.
"Mr. Qing, look, the young master is coming on stage!"
The Nie family disciple standing behind Qingyun reminded her in a cheerful tone.
As soon as Nie Chenyuan stepped onto the stage, everyone around him perked up.
In the private room where the heads of the powerful families were gathered, Zhang Jingguo sat back down, his face darkening as he thought about the information he had just received regarding Nie Chenyuan. He glanced furtively at Nie Songping, who was eating sunflower seeds with a completely calm expression, and gritted his teeth inwardly.
Suddenly, a series of loud bangs startled Zhang Jingguo. He instinctively looked up at the screen, only to find it had gone black. Then, some noisy, fragmented sounds came from the speakers.
Before he could even wonder, a family head next to him immediately stood up and pulled the curtain of the private room. His movements were incredibly fast, making it hard to believe that this old man could be so nimble. The people in the private room quickly gathered around, clearly eager to see what was happening on the stage.
Zhang Jingguo was distracted, but the others saw it clearly. Just before the screen went black, Nie Chenyuan struck out with a palm at his opponent. They had just seen the energy burst out when the screen went black.
The group looked down and gasped, speechless.
Seeing this, Zhang Jingguo finally couldn't sit still any longer. He glanced at Nie Songping, who was still sitting calmly in his seat, hesitated for a moment, and then stood up and walked over.
Behind him, Nie Songping also secretly craned his neck to look down. He only knew that Nie Chenyuan's meridians had been healed and his internal energy level had greatly increased, but he didn't fully understand what level his cultivation had reached.
Zhang Jingguo walked to the window and looked down. Even though he was mentally prepared, he was still taken aback.
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