Chapter 426 Arrogance [11 more]
The gun Yunshan was holding was not an ordinary model, but a new equipment released in the trading area of the NOK forum.
This gun can break through the defense of ancient warriors.
Of course, the prerequisite is that the ancient warrior’s cultivation has not exceeded twenty years.
The period of twenty years is a watershed.
Ancient martial artists who have practiced for more than twenty years have become more mature in the use of internal energy.
Without twenty years of practice, one cannot actually be considered a traditional Chinese warrior.
This gun costs eight million U.S. dollars.
"Ye Ling, how do you do things?" The young man who spoke earlier looked at Ye Ling again, "Don't you know that Master Ye Lang hates seeing this kind of thing the most?"
"Ordinary people are ordinary people, and they still need guns."
"You want to compare internal strength, right?" Hearing this, Yunshan sneered and stepped forward, "Okay, let's have a competition then."
He uses a gun for convenience.
Why do we need to use ancient martial arts when a bullet can solve the problem?
Are you tired?
There's something wrong with your brain.
The three brothers used to live in the slums and were not good people.
But after following Fu Yunshen for a long time, his temper gradually calmed down and he was not as cruel as before.
At this moment, a hand appeared in front of him, as white as jade.
Ying Zijin slowly raised his eyes and said calmly: "Eight million, I don't really want to do it."
"How do you want to start a fight?" Hearing this, the young man looked sarcastic, "Start a fight, are you worthy of saying these two words to me? Huh?"
You don't even have a bit of internal energy, you're just an ordinary person, and you still want to fight him?
A casual wave of his internal energy could kill her.
Ye Ling's face turned even paler, but she didn't move: "Miss Ying, please leave. He, they should be coming for me."
"Don't worry, except for a life-and-death fight, the Ye family will not allow any casualties. They won't hurt me."
But the Ye family will not interfere in the fights between the younger generations.
Survival of the fittest.
This is the rule of the ancient martial arts world.
"Ahem." Yunshan's expression was a little strange, and he coughed a few times, "Ms. Ye, please step back for a moment."
Ye Ling was stunned again.
"I'm in a good mood today." Ying Zijin rolled up his sleeves and nodded slightly, "It's not impossible to get some exercise."
She tied her hair into a ponytail and took two steps forward.
"You want to fight me?" The young man also smiled, his smile was cruel, "Okay, I'll satisfy you, you go first, I want to see what kind of strengths an ordinary person like you can have."
Yunshan covered his eyes with his hands, unable to bear to look.
It’s over, a few more idiots are going to be taught a lesson.
Don’t these people think that the reason they can’t feel Miss Ying’s internal energy might be because their ancient martial arts skills are too low?
Ancient martial artists with high levels of cultivation have already reached the state of returning to nature.
It is easy to hide one's internal strength.
But Ying Zijin was too young.
Not to mention Ye Lang and the others, Ye Ling didn't even think about it in this direction.
She was startled and was about to step forward to block it.
But what happened next made Ye Ling stop in her tracks.
The girl raised her hand and grabbed the young man's shoulder, seemingly without using any force.
The next second, the young man fell to the ground.
A loud bang, followed by the crisp sound of broken bones, could be heard clearly outside the silent training ground.
It's useless.
Yunshan looked at the young man with pity.
So miserable.
Ye Lang's cold expression darkened: "It's really quite amazing."
This is his servant.
Although his cultivation level is not that high, he has cultivated internal strength, so it is easy for him to kill an ordinary person.
Ye Lang threw the other javelin in his hand to the ground, stretched his bones, and sneered: "If you have the guts, why don't you fight me?"
**
One minute later.
The scene was very quiet for a while.
Ye Ling stood aside, looking at Ye Lang and his companions who were all knocked to the ground, feeling a little dumbfounded.
Yunshan found a good angle, took a few photos, and sent them to Fu Yunshen.
"Even if you have internal strength, it's pretty useless." Ying Zijin stepped on Ye Lang's hand and said lightly, "It's better not to use it."
Ye Lang didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. He just felt that his internal organs were all mixed up together, and he was in waves of pain and could hardly breathe.
His mind was a little confused, and the internal energy in his body kept surging and was very violent.
Ye Lang admitted that he threw the javelin on purpose.
The Ye family has a rule that one cannot kill another, but he only needs to say afterwards that it was not intentional but an error.
In this life, Ye Ling is really useless.
If it weren’t for her father being the head of the Ye family, would she have been able to survive until now?
Ying Zijin glanced at Ye Lang indifferently and kicked him in one of his acupoints.
Ye Lang only felt his limbs go numb, as if some strength was slowly draining away, and he was unable to move for a moment.
"Enough of fun." Ying Zijin put down his feet, "Let's go."
"Ms. Ying, Ms. 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 because even a novice ancient martial artist can easily knock out a world-class boxing champion.
No matter how strong the fighting skills of ordinary people are, they cannot fight against ancient warriors.
Ying Zijin raised her eyebrows: "I don't think I ever said I don't know ancient martial arts."
Ye Ling was still a little dazed: "Okay, it seems so..."
Is this the ordinary person her father was talking about?
What a joke!
"Miss Ye, let me remind you." Ying Zijin said calmly, "Tell your father to be careful of your second uncle."
Hearing this, Ye Ling's expression finally became serious: "Ms. Ying, you also figured it out?"
The second uncle of the Ye family did have ideas about the position of the patriarch of the Ye family, but unfortunately his cultivation was inferior to that of the patriarch of the Ye family, so he could only covet it and never took any actual action.
Ying Zijin paused and said, "Yes, I can see that."
Of course, she didn't have the time to observe the people of the Ye family, she just counted.
Her divine calculation ability has now recovered a lot. She can calculate the fortune of any ancient warrior whose cultivation level is not higher than hers at just one look.
But she is rather lazy and doesn't like to use her divine calculation ability.
If she had to look at everyone's future all the time, she would be exhausted to death.
"Miss Ying, you can rest assured about this. Dad has always been on guard." Ye Ling whispered, and smiled bitterly, "It's just me who held him back."
If her talent in ancient martial arts was a little higher, she would not be locked by Ye Lang's internal energy.
Her talent in ancient medicine has become a burden.
Ye Ling shook her head, threw the thought out of her mind, and laughed again: "Miss Ying, I will take you to the ancestral temple to have a look."
**
At this time, the imperial capital.
Tianxing Entertainment.
President's Office.
Luo Wenbin was working inside when there was a knock on the door.
He rubbed his eyes and put down his pen: "Come in."
The secretary walked in and lowered her voice: "Boss Luo, Miss Tong is here. Do you have time to see her now?"
"She's here?" Luo Wenbin perked up after hearing that. "Let her in. Has she avoided the cameras?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Luo." The secretary nodded. "Except for the few directors who made the plan together, no one saw Miss Tong coming."
"Very good." Luo Wenbin said, "Get the contract ready."
The secretary nodded again and stepped out.
Three minutes later, he returned with a woman who was wrapped tightly.
"Hello, Miss Tong." Luo Wenbin stood up. "I'm glad you're here. Please take a seat."
"You're welcome, Mr. Luo." The woman took off her mask and said enthusiastically, "Just call me Yufei."
Tong Yufei.
An artist under Chuguang Media.
She is 28 years old this year and is currently a popular 90s actress with great acting skills.
Although he is far from the top star, he is also a first-line star.
Her main field is TV dramas, so her popularity is higher than some movie stars.
But Tong Yufei's ambition does not stop there.
She has always wanted to transform herself into a film industry.
But she hasn't been successful in the past two years because she can't carry the box office.
"Ms. Tong, we made our point 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 carry out this plan, we will give you the best international resources."
"You should know that Time Media is currently filming Forever Knight 4, and the leading actress is Chinese."
Hearing this, Tong Yufei's hands trembled, and she was a little surprised: "Eternal Knight 4?!"
"Yes, it's "Eternal Knight 4." The secretary first glanced at Luo Wenbin's expression, and then continued, "Ms. Tong, let me say this, you will never get such good resources in Chuguang Media, let alone--"
He smiled and said meaningfully, "Several senior executives of Chuguang Media are still in a coma in O Continent because they were poisoned. Once Tianyu takes action, it will collapse sooner or later. What are you still doing in Chuguang Media?"
(End of this chapter)
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