Chapter 337 Misunderstanding?



Fu Qingyao was puzzled by the intentions of Lao Yuan and Wu Wei.

Seeing that everyone in the courtyard had come to watch the commotion, Old Yuan snorted and leaped onto the roof of the courtyard building, leaving everyone speechless with astonishment.

Is it true that martial arts masters can fly over rooftops and scale walls?

Fu Qingyao glanced knowingly at Zheng Ya, who shrugged helplessly, then leaped up onto the roof with his toes touching the ground. Fu Qingyao followed closely behind and jumped onto the roof.

This completely shocked everyone in the courtyard.

Everyone knows that Zheng Ya and her son know martial arts, and that Old Yuan is a martial arts master, but no one has ever seen them use their martial arts moves, so they don't know the extent of their martial arts skills.

I even suspected they were just bluffing and creating a fuss.

At this moment, the people in the courtyard witnessed the three men lightly touch the ground with their toes and fly up to the roof of a three-story building, seventeen or eighteen meters high, which overturned the people in the courtyard's understanding of martial arts.

A true master, a cultivator!

It subtly creates a sense of intimidation and a yearning for martial arts and immortality.

Old Yuan completely ignored the attention of the people in the courtyard, facing the rising sun and gazing at the distant, arched mountains, and transmitted his voice to Fu Qingyao and her son: "Do you two really underestimate my daughter?"

"Old Yuan, just say what you have to say. Why argue over a moment of anger?"

Or perhaps you want to belittle my son and me to save face and dignity for that girl Wu Wei.

"Do you think this is necessary for the relationship between our two families?" Fu Qingyao, who had already reached the mid-stage of Grandmaster level and had learned to communicate through telepathy, delivered a direct blow to Old Yuan.

Old Yuan blushed and explained the reason: "Sigh, I was just upset that my daughter had been wronged, and I couldn't stand it, so I let it go."

Let me be blunt: you and your son are in trouble.

Consider the importance of Zheng Ya's ability to help ordinary people lay the foundation for becoming martial arts masters. What does that mean?

I don't think you and your son could be unaware of the deeper meaning behind this.

"Uh, are you worried that if this gets out, it could cause a world war? That can't be right, can it?" Fu Qingyao was also surprised and uncertain.

After all, the facts are clear: helping people lay the foundation for becoming martial arts masters is equivalent to creating the foundation for everyone in our country to become like dragons.

If they could build a super army, conquering the world would be a piece of cake.

How could foreign powers tolerate such a thing happening?

Once a small island, the people born from this tiny place conquered half the world with their advanced weaponry.

No one can guarantee that everyone in our country will be like a dragon and conquer the world.

Moreover, the various states in history were all our enemies, and they plundered many treasures and resources from our country.

Hong Kong Island and Macau are still operated by foreigners.

All of this is a disgrace to our country.

If everyone in our country were like a dragon, foreign powers would live like quails, and they would not dare to let our country become strong.

Therefore, Zheng Ya's ability to help people establish the foundation of a martial arts grandmaster does indeed conceal a huge crisis.

This is not unfounded worry.

Rumors stop with the wise.

A person who does not plan for the future will have trouble in the present.

Fu Qingyao opened her mouth but remained silent.

Zheng Ya only used special forces soldiers for experiments because he was studying the human body, trying to help people become stronger, and looking for ways to help people awaken their superpowers. He never expected to succeed in one fell swoop.

As for the crisis that Lao Yuan and Wu Wei had thought of, Zheng Ya hadn't considered it beforehand, and immediately shook his head and laughed: "This is something that the higher-ups are considering."

Those of us who are content with a quiet life in our secluded corner and diligently cultivate ourselves will not participate!

"Haha, you're good at shifting the blame. Maybe you bullied my daughter terribly and didn't appreciate my kindness. How do you plan to settle this score?" Old Yuan was not having it. This score had to be settled.

Fu Qingyao jumped downstairs to ask her superiors for instructions on how to handle the matter. Zheng Ya reached out to stop her, but it was too late. At this critical moment, is it appropriate for a mother to sell her son?

Protecting one's offspring—isn't that the strength of a mother?

It seems this mom is biased!

Zheng Ya felt very uncomfortable. Facing Lao Yuan's angry glare, he awkwardly said, "Lao Yuan, if you lend me the Muchen Pearl for a day, I'll agree to anything you ask."

"You little brat, how dare you turn the tables on me? Believe me or not, I'll teach you a lesson in no time!" Old Yuan started to take the initiative.

Why is it that Zheng Ya has too many secrets?

If a person has too many secrets, they are afraid of getting into trouble if they are exposed.

Unfortunately, Old Yuan knew his secret very well.

Even if Lao Yuan didn't know exactly what strange abilities Zheng Ya possessed that could help people achieve the foundation of a martial arts grandmaster, or any other secrets, it was equivalent to knowing a general idea of ​​Zheng Ya's abilities.

We are friendly with each other, so keeping things confidential is not a problem.

If it's not friendly, well, that's hard to say.

Zheng Ya said dejectedly, "Old Yuan, that's unethical of you!"

Threatening a junior? You've grown some guts, huh?

And honestly, who owes whom?

"Ahem, I don't care, this isn't over until you appease my daughter today." Old Yuan was in the wrong, but he was determined not to back down.

Zheng Ya didn't want to waste time with him, and even less did she want to be bothered by Wu Wei. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Call her up here."

"May I try to help her awaken her innate ability?"

"Talent? What do you mean by that?" Old Yuan asked, puzzled.

Talent, a broad term.

For martial artists, talent is a symbol of the speed of their training.

Those with good talent can cultivate very quickly, making rapid progress.

If you don't have the talent, you're just an ordinary person who could never learn martial arts even if you studied for a lifetime.

For ordinary people, being good at studying means having an innate intellectual talent that is different from others.

Zheng Ya raised his hand to support his chin and pondered for a moment: "You may regard talent as good comprehension, fast cultivation speed, and so on."

But those are all one-sided understandings.

For martial artists, true talent lies in the spiritual source of their own essence, energy, and spirit.

You can think of it as the spiritual root of a cultivator.

Without spiritual roots, one cannot become a cultivator.

In reality, cultivators have long since disappeared, but martial artists are merely an adjunct profession to cultivators.

A martial artist is equivalent to half a cultivator.

If a martial artist awakens the spiritual source within their body, something similar to a spiritual root, it's equivalent to mastering a unique ability.

"Isn't my ability to instill technical skills in people the best example?"

"Hmm, you have a point. So, is it dangerous?" Old Yuan was intrigued, but Zheng Ya said irritably, "You could choke to death even drinking water, what do you think?"

"Hey kid, why are you yelling like that?"

"I don't care, if you dare to hurt my daughter even the slightest bit, you're dead, I said it." Old Yuan threatened Zheng Ya menacingly.

Zheng Ya raised her hand to dodge the spittle he was about to spray: "You have one minute left. You're out of time."

"You little brat, you're ruthless." Old Yuan had already disappeared.

Zheng Ya remained silent, gazing at the rising sun as he pondered in his heart. Time-related abilities could accelerate the opening of meridians and acupoints in the human body, laying the foundation for becoming a martial arts master. Could this also accelerate the awakening of human abilities?

This is a new topic, and it's worth a try.

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