Chapter 426 Arrogance [11th Update]
The gun Yunshan was holding wasn't an ordinary model; it was a new piece of equipment that had just appeared in the NOK forum's trading section.
This spear can break through the defenses of ancient martial artists.
Of course, this is on the premise that the ancient martial arts practitioner's cultivation period has not exceeded twenty years.
Twenty years is a watershed moment.
Ancient martial arts practitioners who have cultivated for more than twenty years have become more proficient in the use of internal energy.
Without twenty years of cultivation, one cannot truly be considered a martial arts practitioner.
This gun cost eight million US dollars to make.
"Ye Ling, what are you doing?" The young man who had spoken earlier looked at Ye Ling again. "Don't you know that Young Master Ye Lang hates seeing this kind of thing the most?"
"Ordinary people are just ordinary people, why do they need to use guns?"
"You want to compete in internal strength, is that it?" Upon hearing this, Yunshan sneered and stepped forward. "Alright, let's have a contest then."
He used a gun for convenience.
Why would you need ancient martial arts when a single bullet could solve the problem?
Are you tired?
He's mentally ill.
The three brothers used to live in the slums and weren't exactly good people.
But after following Fu Yunshen for a long time, his temperament gradually calmed down and he was no longer as ruthless as before.
Just then, a hand blocked his way, pure white as jade.
Ying Zijing slowly raised her eyes and said calmly, "Eight million... I really don't want to take action."
"How do you intend to make a move?" Hearing this, the young man's expression was mocking. "Make a move? Do you even deserve to use those two words with me? Hmm?"
He doesn't even have any internal energy; he's just an ordinary person. You think you can fight him?
He could kill her with a casual flick of his inner force.
Ye Ling's face paled even more, but she didn't move: "Miss Ying, you should leave. They're probably after me."
"Don't worry, the Ye family doesn't allow any casualties except in life-or-death battles. They won't hurt me."
However, the Ye family will not interfere in the struggles between the younger generation.
Survival of the fittest.
This is the established rule in the ancient martial arts world.
"Ahem." Yunshan's expression turned a bit strange. He coughed a few times. "Miss Ye, please step back."
Ye Ling was stunned again.
"I'm in a good mood today." Ying Zijing rolled up her sleeves and nodded slightly. "It's not a bad idea to lend a hand."
She tied her hair in a ponytail and took two steps forward.
"You want to fight me?" The young man laughed, his smile cold and menacing. "Fine, I'll grant your wish. You go first. I'd like to see what kind of skill this ordinary person has."
Yunshan covered his eyes with his hands, unable to bear to look.
Oh no, a few more idiots are about to be taught a lesson.
Don't these people ever think that the reason they can't sense Miss Ying's internal energy is because their ancient martial arts cultivation is too low?
Highly skilled ancient martial artists have already reached the realm of returning to simplicity and authenticity.
Concealing one's internal strength is effortless.
But Ying Zijing was too young.
Not to mention Ye Lang and the others, even Ye Ling hadn't thought of it that way.
She was startled and was about to step forward to block him.
But what happened next brought Ye Ling to an abrupt halt.
The girl raised her hand and gripped the young man's shoulder, seemingly without using any force.
The next second, the young man collapsed to the ground.
A loud "thud," accompanied by the crisp sound of bones breaking, was clearly audible outside the silent training ground.
It's ruined.
Yunshan looked at the young man with pity.
How miserable.
Ye Lang's indifferent expression darkened: "He's actually quite impressive."
This is his servant.
Although his cultivation level wasn't that high, he had still developed internal strength, making it easy for him to kill an ordinary person.
Ye Lang threw the other javelin on the ground, stretched his bones, and sneered, "If you've got the guts, why don't you try fighting me?"
**
One minute later.
The scene was quiet for a while.
Ye Ling stood aside, looking at Ye Lang and the others who had all been knocked to the ground, somewhat dumbfounded.
Yunshan found a good angle, took a few photos, and sent them to Fu Yunshen.
"Having internal strength is still pretty useless." Ying Zijing stepped on Ye Lang's hand and said indifferently, "It's better not to have it."
Ye Lang didn't understand what those words meant. He only felt as if his internal organs were all tangled up, and he was in waves of pain, almost unable to breathe.
His mind was also somewhat dazed, and the internal energy within his body was surging and churning violently.
Ye Lang admitted that he deliberately threw the javelin.
The Ye family has a rule against killing each other, but he can simply say afterwards that it was not intentional but an accident.
In this generation, Ye Ling is truly quite useless.
If it weren't for the fact that her father is the head of the Ye family, would she still be alive today?
Ying Zijing glanced at Ye Lang indifferently and kicked him on one of his pressure points.
Ye Lang felt a numbness in his limbs, as if some power was slowly draining away, and he was unable to move for a moment.
"I've had enough fun." Ying Zijing put her feet down. "Let's go."
"Miss Ying..." Ye Ling finally reacted, "You...you know ancient martial arts?"
The reason why the ancient martial arts world does not allow ancient martial artists to interfere in worldly affairs is that even a novice ancient martial artist can easily knock out a world-class boxing champion.
No matter how strong an ordinary person's fighting skills are, they have no way to fight against a martial arts master.
Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow: "I don't think I ever said I don't know ancient martial arts."
Ye Ling's expression was still somewhat dazed: "It...it seems so..."
Is this what her father meant by "ordinary person"?
What kind of ridiculous joke is this?
"Miss Ye, let me remind you," Ying Zijing said calmly, "tell your father to be careful of your second uncle."
Upon hearing this, Ye Ling's expression finally turned serious: "Miss Ying, you noticed it too?"
Ye's second uncle did indeed covet the position of Ye's family head, but unfortunately, his cultivation level was inferior to that of the family head, so he could only yearn for it and had not taken any concrete action.
Ying Zijing paused for a moment: "Yes, I could tell."
Of course, she didn't have the time to observe the Ye family members; she just did some calculations.
Her divine calculation abilities have recovered considerably; she can now calculate the fate of any ancient martial artist whose cultivation level has not surpassed hers with just a glance.
However, she is rather lazy and doesn't like to use her divination abilities much.
If you expect her to constantly monitor everyone's future, she'd be exhausted long ago.
“Miss Ying, you can rest assured about that. Father has been on guard all along.” Ye Ling said in a low voice, then smiled bitterly, “It’s just that I’m the one who’s holding him back.”
If her ancient martial arts talent were even slightly higher, she wouldn't have been locked down by Ye Lang's internal energy.
Her talent for ancient medicine, ironically, became a burden.
Ye Ling shook her head, clearing her mind, and then smiled: "Miss Ying, let me take you to the ancestral hall next."
**
At this time, in the capital city.
Tianxing Entertainment.
The CEO's office.
Luo Wenbin was working inside when there was a knock on the door.
He rubbed his eyes, put down his pen, and said, "Come in."
The secretary walked in, lowering her voice: "Mr. Luo, Miss Tong has arrived. Do you have time to see her now?"
"She's here?" Luo Wenbin's spirits lifted upon hearing this. "Did you let her in while avoiding the cameras?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Luo." The secretary nodded. "Apart from the directors who helped formulate the plan, no one saw Miss Tong come."
“Very good,” Luo Wenbin said. “Prepare the contract.”
The secretary nodded again and left.
Three minutes later, he returned with a woman who was completely covered up.
"Miss Tong, hello." Luo Wenbin stood up. "It's a pleasure to have you here. Please have a seat."
"Mr. Luo, you're too kind." The woman took off her mask and said warmly, "Just call me Yufei."
Tong Yufei.
Artists under Chuguang Media.
She's 28 years old this year, a very popular actress born in the 90s, and has excellent acting skills.
Although they are far from being top-tier celebrities, they are still considered A-list stars.
Her main focus is on television dramas, so she has a higher level of national recognition than some film actors.
But Tong Yufei's ambitions don't stop there.
She has always wanted to change careers and move into the film industry.
However, she hasn't succeeded in the past two years because she can't carry the box office.
“Ms. Tong, we made our meaning very clear over the phone.” The secretary smiled and pushed a document in front of Tong Yufei. “This is the contract we have prepared. As long as you agree to let us execute this plan, we will give you the best international resources.”
"You should know that Times Media is currently filming 'Eternal Knight 4,' and the female lead is Chinese."
Upon hearing this, Tong Yufei's hand trembled, somewhat astonished: "Eternal Knight 4?!"
“Yes, it’s Eternal Knight 4.” The secretary glanced at Luo Wenbin’s expression before continuing, “Ms. Tong, if I may say this, you would never get such good resources at Chuguang Media, let alone—”
He smiled knowingly: "Several senior executives of Chuguang Media are still unconscious in Ozhou due to poisoning. Once Tianyu takes action, its collapse is only a matter of time. What are you still doing at Chuguang Media?"
(End of this chapter)
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